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A F#m Bm Your scrapbook's filled with pictures of all your leading men D E A Well baby don't put my picture in there with them D F#m Bm Don't make us some little girl's dream that can't ever come true D G E It only serves to hurt and make you cry like you do E D E A F#m Bm A Well baby don't do it to me and I won't do it to you A F#m Bm You see all the romantic movies, you dream and take the boys home D E A But when the action fades you're left all alone D F#m Bm You deserve better than this, little girl, can't you see that you do D G E Do you need somebody to prove it to you? E D E A F#m Bm A Well you prove it to me and I'll prove it to you A F#m A Now every night you go out looking for true love's satisfaction F#m D But in the morning you end up settling for just lights,lights, lights, lights E camera, action A F#m Bm And another cameo role with some bit player you're befriending D E A You're gonna go broken-hearted looking for that happy ending D F#m Bm Well girl you're gonna end up just another lonely ticket sold D G E Cryin' alone in the theater as the credits roll E D A You say I'll be like those other guys Bm A Who filled your head with pretty lies F#m D E And dreams that can never come true D E A Well baby you be true to me F#m Bm A And I'll be truuuue to you
Written by Bruce Springsteen
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