Fake Tales of San Francisco(Chords)

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Verse 1:
  
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Fake Tales of San Francisco 
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Echo through the room 
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More point to a wedding disco 
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Without a bride or groom 
  
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There's a super cool band yeah 
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With their trilbies and their glasses of white wine 
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And all the weekend rock stars in the toilets 
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Practicing their lines 
  
 
 
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I don't want to hear you 
     
(Kick me out, kick me out) 
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I don't want to hear you no 
     
(Kick me out, kick me out) 
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I don't want to hear you no 
     
(Kick me out, kick me out) 
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I don't want to hear you 
     
I don't want to hear you 

  
  
Verse 2:
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Fake Tales of San Francisco 
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Echo through the air 
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And there's a few bored faces in the back 
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All wishing they weren't there 
  
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And as the microphone squeaks 
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A young girl's telephone beeps 
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Yeah she's dashing for the exit 
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Oh, she's running to the streets outside 
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'Oh you've saved me,' she screams down the line 
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'The band were fucking wank 
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And I'm not having a nice time' 
  
  
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I don't want to hear you 
     
(Kick me out, kick me out) 
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I don't want to hear you no 
     
(Kick me out, kick me out) 
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Yeah but his bird thinks it's amazing, though 
     
So all that's left 
     
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf 

  
Bridge:
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Verse 3:
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  He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar 
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I don't quite know the distance 
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But I'm sure that's far 
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Yeah, I'm sure that's pretty far 
  
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   Yeah, I'd love to tell you all my problem 
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You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham 
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So get off the bandwagon, and put down the handbook 
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 
  
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Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook 
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Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook 
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Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook 
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Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook 
  
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