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