Ella's In The Band

	  		(intro)             (4x) 
 

Everybody laughs when the band goes too slow 
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Meeting every Tuesday in a club in Soho 
E                         A      E 
I'm just dreaming on Rockefeller Plaza 
E7   E   E7 
E                                   A 
Paul's in the hall with the bedroom plaything 
E   E7 
E                                          A 
He's wishing he could give her a damn good thrashing 
E   E7 
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Everybody cries, "Well, good for you, Paul! 
A        G         A         G 
We never liked her very much at all." 
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I'm just dreaming on Rockefeller Plaza 
E7   E   E7 

(Refrão) 
 

I'm just waiting on magic shoes, got three wee chords, and I just can't lose 
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I'm just finding my own way there, I lost my voice and I grew my hair 
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(verse) 
E                                         A 
Well, brother John's long gone, keeps his nose clean 
E   E7 
E                                  A 
He's sucking on a black and white TV screen 
E   E7 

 

Well, he says he got a girl and a paper memory 
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Pictures on the wall and a dog named Henry 
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I'm just dreaming on Rockefeller Plaza. 
E7   E   E7 
E                                         A 
Well, Ella's in the band but she's always solo 
E   E7 
      E                              A 
She's dressed in rags and covered in dayglo 
E   E7 
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Banging on the drums like a big white throwback 
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Screaming all the while at her husband, poor Jack! 
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I'm just dreaming of Rockefeller Plaza 
E7   E   E7 

(Refrão) 
E                        D       E 
Well I'm just waiting on pigs to fly 
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Got cold dead brains and a reason why 
E                  D       E 
I just better move half as slow 
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As be your dog and your one man show 

 

(Refrão) 
E                   D     E 
I'm just waiting on magic shoes 
E                           A    G     E 
Got three wee chords, and I just can't lose 
E                   D     E 
I'm just finding my own way there 
E                     A    G  E 
Oh I lost my voice and I grew my hair 
E                        D       E 
I'm just waiting on pigs to fly 
E                          A   G  E 
Got cold dead brains and a reason why 
E                     D       E 
If I just didn't move half as slow 
E                        A   G   E 
I'd be your dog and your one man show 

( E   E7   E   E7   E )