Written by Chris Hillman/Gram Parsons
E B7 There's a place everyone of us can go to E Maybe you have been there once or twice B7 Where all your friends just look at you and whisper F# B7 And they want to give you nothing but advice E B7 When you walk in they all know what you're after E And the higher that you get the more they'll see E E7 A In a dark room filled with music, wine and laughter E B7 E Your eyes keep searching for her constantly A E Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears C#7 F# B7 Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer E B7 Every night it's the same sad old procedure E The doorman winks at you on your way out E7 A Cause deep inside he knows just what your after E B7 E And he's got something you can't live without SOLO A There's nothing new that can be said about dirt E C#7 F# B7 And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt E E7 A Of an old love's fancy life has left you stranded in a dream E B7 E Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen B7 E Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen B7 A E Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
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