Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Verse 1

The cats are all crazy, Mona Lisa

They try to say my future is stone

They say they make all the right calls

 To all the right numbers that the fat cats know

Verse 2

But these wheels were made for burning

And these wings weren't meant to last

In the end it's all fireworks and smoke rings

 A treacherous road baby, try not to crash

Chorus

And keep your singing voice golden

 And put your red shoes on

I just want to sing motown, soul

And buy my baby something nice to take home

And I wanna dance with the poor girls in Europe

I just wanna dance...

And I wanna dance with the poor girls in Europe

I just wanna dance

Verse 3

After all it's just a crazy dream baby

All these good cards burn up in a flash

My, my it's getting late Cinderella

 Not long before these dresses turn right back to rags

Verse 4

And don't forget about my homeboy

We almost died at them gates

Thank the good Lord for sending his angels...

In a '49 Mercury for a lightning fast getaways

Chorus

And keep your singing voice golden

 And put your red shoes on

I just want to sing motown, soul

And buy my baby something nice to take home

And I wanna dance with the poor girls in Europe

I just wanna dance...

And I wanna dance with the poor girls in Europe

I just wanna dance

Bridge

And not your friends, they all want to sell your blood

And isn't that why everybody signs up

Forget it baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac

And keep your feet dancing before they say you're too old

And not your friends, they all want to sell your blood

And isn't that why everybody signs up

Forget it baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac

And keep your feet dancing before they say you're too old (and)

Chorus

And keep your singing voice golden

 And put your red shoes on

I just want to sing rock and roll

And buy my baby something nice to take home

And keep your singing voice golden

 And put your red shoes on

I just want to sing motown, soul

And buy my baby something nice she can take home

Chorus

And keep your singing voice golden

 And put your red shoes on

I just want to sing rhythm and blues

And crack this old heart made of stone