C
We don't care for romance
Am
Romance or shooting stars
Em                                    G
They were last found together in 18th century memoirs
C
We don't care for lovers
Am
If loving's all that they've got
Em                                  D
There must be other hobbies if they want to keep the plot

C
I'm a man of simple tastes,
   Am
No whiskey and caviar
    Em
And what I feel is what I say
        G
I'm not trying to be smart

       C                     Am
I like girls, girls and fast cars
    Em                                  G
You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart

C                           Am
We don't care for new year, new year or fireworks
   Em                           G
If all they represent is how to go from bad to worse
C
Let's not feel disheartened
           Am
There's no need to change the locks
      Em                                G
We'll stick to what we know and what we know is not a lot.

C
I'm a man of simple tastes
   Am
No chewing on fat cigars
    Em
And what I feel is what I say
        G
I'm not trying to be smart

       C                     Am
I like girls, girls and fast cars
     Em
It's cheap and it's pathetic,
              G
But you can't hate me just because
       C                     Am
I like girls, girls and fast cars
    Em                                  G
You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart


C
I'm a man of simple tastes,
   Am
No whiskey and caviar
    Em
And what I feel is what I say
        G
I'm not trying to be smart


       C                     Am
I like girls, girls and fast cars
     Em
It's cheap and it's pathetic,
             G
But you cant hate me just because
       C                     Am
I like girls, girls and fast cars
    Em                                  G
You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart