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All Star - Smash Mouth

f c a a g g f
Somebody once told me
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The world is gonna roll me
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I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
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She was looking kind of dumb
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With her finger and her thumb
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In the shape of an L on her forehead

f d
well
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the years start coming
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And they don't stop coming
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Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
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Didn't make sense not to live for fun
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Your brain gets smart But your head gets dumb


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So much to do , so much to see
g# c a# a g f . . f g f f
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
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You'll never know if you don't go
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You'll never shine if you don't glow


REFRÃO
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're an All Star
f d f f f f . . . a
Get your game on , go play
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're a Rock Star
f d f f . . f . . . a
Get the show on , get paid
a c a# c d f . . g f
And all that glitters is gold
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shooting stars break the mold


d d a f
It's a cool place
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and they say it gets colder
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You're bundled up now But wait 'til you get older
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But the meteor men beg to differ
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Judging by the hole
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in the satellite picture

c c a c d
The ice we skate
d c a f
is getting pretty thin
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The water is getting warm So you might as well swim
c d c c c . . a f f
My world's on fire , how about yours?
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That's the way I like it And I never get bored


REFRÃO
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're an All Star
f d f f f f . . . a
Get your game on , go play
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're a Rock Star
f d f f . . f . . . a
Get the show on , get paid
a c a# c d f . . g f
And all that glitters is gold
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Only shooting stars break the mold


INSTRU
a f# . . e d
f# g f# e d b a a
c a . . . g f
a a# a g f d c
c a . . . g f
a a# a g f d c
a f# . . e d
e f# b


REFRÃO
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're an All Star
f d f f f f . . . a
Get your game on , go play
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're a Rock Star
f d f f . . f . . . a
Get the show on , get paid
a c a# c d f . . g f
And all that glitters is gold
f f g f a g g f g a
Only shooting stars . . .


f c a a g f
Somebody once asked
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Could I spare some change for gas?
f c a a a g f f d c
I need to get myself away from this place
d c . c
I said , yep
a g a g
, what a concept
b # c a# a a# a a# f d
I could use a little fuel myself
c d c c . . a a g f g a
And we could all use a little change


d c c c c c c c c c
Well the years start coming And they don't stop comin
c c c c c c c c c d c
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
a a c a# a f g g g
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
g a f f d c f f f
Your brain gets smart But your head gets dumb


a c a d a c c a d
So much to do , so much to see
g# c a# a g f . . f g f f
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
f f f f f . . f
You'll never know if you don't go
a d c c c c c c
You'll never shine if you don't glow

REFRÃO
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're an All Star
f d f f f f . . . a
Get your game on , go play
a f
Hey now
f f f d f f
you're a Rock Star
f d f f . . f . . . a
Get the show on , get paid
a c a# c d f . . g f
And all that glitters is gold
f f g f a g g f g a d
Only shooting stars break the mold

f# a# c# b c# d# f# g# f# And all that glitters is gold
f# f# g# f# a# g# g# f# g# a# d# Only shooting stars break the mold
g b d c d e g a g
And all that glitters is gold
g g a g b a a g a b e
Only shooting stars break the mold