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[Verse 1]
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She left the credit cards under her goodbye note
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"All of these are yours, goodbye" and that was all she wrote
F#m                                                 E
Keys to the Porsche she dropped on the floor in the den
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Left in the '70 Dodge that he drove her in
           F#m               C#m
She wasn't angry, she wasn't sad
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She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had

[Chorus]
                 F#m            E                       A              D
Tired of being blonde, tired of running around with the usual guys and gals
                 F#m            E                    A
Tired of being blonde, tired of living up to all he expected
                 F#m            E                           A                         
Tired of being blonde, tired of fighting back that feeling inside that had told her
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to run
                 F#m            E                     A
Tired of being blonde, tired of letting her dreams go neglected

[Verse 2]
F#m                                          E
She used to love to know she rounded out his world
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She used to live to be all he ever loved in a girl
F#m                                                E
He liked to buy her clothes that made her sexy and cute
Bm                      E                           A 
Guess she decided she'd been too long away from her roots
           F#m               C#m
She wasn't crazy, she wasn't mad
         D                          B                           E
She just knew in her heart they had drained her of all that she had

[Chorus]
                 F#m            E                         A                      
Tired of being blonde, tired of changing her life just to match the colour of the
D
sun
                 F#m            E                      A
Tired of being blonde, tired of all the platinum frustration
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Tired of being blonde, tired of looking like the cutie on the cover of a
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magazine                        
               F#m            E                          A
Tired of being blonde, tired of chasing all the latest sensations

[Solo] 
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[Bridge]
           F#m               C#m
She wasn't angry, she wasn't sad
             D                         B                  E
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had

[Chorus]
                         F#m            E                      A                   
She was tired of being blonde, tired of living a life that had only been planned by
D
one
                 F#m            E                    A
Tired of being blonde, tired of coping with the desperation
                 F#m            E                            A                   
Tired of being blonde, tired of fighting back the feeling inside that told her to
D
run
                 F#m            E                   A
Tired of being blonde, tired of hiding her own inclinations
                 F#m            E                         A                      
Tired of being blonde, tired of changing her life just to match the colour of the
D
sun
                 F#m            E                         A
Tired of being blonde, tired of chasing all the latest sensations
                 F#m            E                            A                          D
Tired of being blonde
                 F#m            E                            A
Tired of being blonde

[Outro]
                 F#m            E                            A                          D
Tired of being blonde
                 F#m            E                            A
Tired of being blonde