Tonalité : Eb major
Verse 1
D
I've got beach glass
and tokens in my pocket,
A
Sizing up each other's worth.
G
Neither one'll do me any good here,
D
I throw them into the surf.
The palm trees all look a little bit like
G
Tina Turner looks,
From behind.
A
The boys on their skateboards have strategically tousled hair,
G
The Bon Jovi kind.
D
I am a stranger
Verse 2
Em
D
Strollin' down the Santa Monica Pier.
A
Picnic baskets and fishing gear,
Ice cream cones,
D
And souvenirs.
Oh there's a fine warm
G
western breeze
Em
D
A- stirrin' up the Tina Turner trees.
A
I have dreamed of days like these
D
All of my life.
Verse 3
D
Roller skaters with their headphones on,
A
They sway to the private beat.
G
I drop into the Crown and Anchor,
D
Time to eat, time to eat.
No matter what it is I order,
G
I know there's an avocado
hidden on this plate.
A
I don't like them, but I still eat them.
G
A
D
I'm not tempting fate.
Verse 4
G
I am a stranger here,
Em
G
D
Strollin' down the Santa Monica Pier.
A
Picnic baskets and fishing gear,
D
Ice cream cones, souvenirs,
souvenirs.
G
Oh there's a fine warm western breeze
Em
D
A- stirring up the Tina Turner trees.
A
I have dreamed of days like these
D
All of my life.
Verse 5
C
D
Back home, I hear the stock market's boomin',
boomin'.
C
The bears and the bulls say they're
D
taking it all in stride.
C
D
Out here, they're hot air balloonin'.
Em
Yeah, they go zoomin'
A
D
Up into the sky- ay- ay.
A
G
Verse 6
D
G
Em
Yeah, I'm a stranger here,
G
D
Santa Monica Pier.
A
Fishing gear,
D
Souvenirs, get your souvenirs here.
G
Em
Oh, feel that breeze,
D
Ah, shake you trees, shake it up.
A
Days like these.
D
Verse 7
D
Look at that beautiful Mexican boy,
A
Holding tight to his papa's hand.
G
"Mira, mira," he cries,
A
As he points to
D
The papaya juice stand.
Look at that old lady dozing off,
G
Em
I wonder what she's dreamin' of?
A
What could be better than this,
G
A
D
Except for maybe bein' in love?
Verse 8
G
I am a stranger here,
Em
D
Strollin' down the Santa Monica Pier.
A
Picnic baskets and fishing gear,
Ice cream cones,
D
Souvenirs, get your souvenirs here.
G
Em
Oh, now feel that breeze.
D
C'mon and shake you trees,
shake it up.
A
I have dreamed of days like these
D
All of my life.
A
Yeah, I have dreamed of
D
days like these.
Oh, I have dreamed
A
D
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