Introdução: E

Riff:
E | -------------12--- | ------------------12 | -15^(17)-------12--- | ------------------------------- | ------ | 
B | -14b(15)-------12- | -15b(17)------------ | ------------------12 | ------------------------------- | ------ | 
G | -14b(16)---------- | ----------------14-- | -------------------- | -14~~-14~~-14b(16)--(16)^12---- | ------ | 
D | ------------------ | -------------------- | -------------------- | ------------------------------- | -14~~- | 
A | ------------------ | -------------------- | -------------------- | ------------------------------- | ------ | 
E | ------------------ | -------------------- | -------------------- | ------------------------------- | ------ | 

Verse 1:
 Em
 Her neon mouth with the blinkers-off smile,

 nothing but an electric sign.

 You could say she has an individual style,

 she's part of a colorful time.

Chorus 1:
 Am
 Secrecy of lady,
 D                          Em
 chrome covered clothes you wear
                    D
 'cause you have no other,
     Am        D
 but I suppose no-one knows
 B
 you're my plastic fantastic lover.
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Verse 2:
    E 
 Her rattlin' cough never shuts off,

 is nothin' but a used machine.

 Her aluminum finish, slightly diminished,

 is the best I ever have seen.

Chorus 2:
 Am
 Cosmetic baby
 D
 plugged into me
 Em                        D
 and never ever, ever find another.
 Am
 And now I realise,
      D
 that no-one's wise to my
 B
 plastic fantastic lover.

 Solo: E
E | --/12~~---- | ------12-----12-----12-----12-----12- |  < 2 x
B | --/12~~---- | -12h14--12h14--12h14--12h14--12h14--- | 
G | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | 
D | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | 
A | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | 
E | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | 

E | --/12~~---- | -------12----12-----12-----12-----12- | -------12------------- | 
B | --/12~~---- | -12h14--12h14--12h14--12h14--12h14--- | -12h14----------12~~- | 
G | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | ---------------------- | 
D | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | ---------------------- | 
A | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | ---------------------- | 
E | ----------- | ------------------------------------- | ---------------------- | 

E | ----------------------------- | --------12-------------------------- | 
B | ----------------------------- | ------------------------------------ | 
G | -----14b(16)-14b(16)-14b(16)- | -14b(16)---14b(16)-14b(16)bd-12----- | 
D | ----------------------------- | -------------------------------14~~- | 
A | ----------------------------- | ------------------------------------ | 
E | ----------------------------- | ------------------------------------ | 

E | ------------------- | ---------------- | ----- | 
B | ------------------- | ------3p0------- | ----- | 
G | -----------------0- | --2/4------2-0-- | ----- | 
D | --14~~-145~~--2--- | ---------------- | -2--- | 
A | ------------------- | ---------------- | ----- | 
E | ------------------- | ---------------- | ----- | 

Verse 3:
 The electrical dust
 is starting to rust
 her trapezoid thermometer taste.
 All the red tape is mechanical rape
 of the TV program waste.

Chorus 3:
 Am
 Data control
     D
 and IBM,
 Em                   D
 science is mankind's brother,
     Am
 but all I see
    D
 is draining me on my
 B
 plastic fantastic lover.

Outro:
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