C#m A7 E
C#m A7 E
C#m A7 E A7 E
E F#
You, you think it's cool to be crazy
A7
I say you're born rich - stay rich
E
There's no point in taking chances.
E F#
And me, I wouldn't call it a sophomore slump, no, I'd say
A7 E
I'm one step closer to bein' just where I want to be
F#
Away from this scene,
F#m
Away from this machine
Alright!
C#m A7 E
Meet me in the middle
C#m A7 E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
C#m A7 E A7 E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise
E F#
Step one: find a partner, grab a pen
A7
And don't you dare ask questions,
E
Just sign on the dotted line
E F#
Step two: throw your partner behind a desk
A7
Will then do absolutely nothing
E
So it's your job to dance and smile the whole time
F#
Don't call it a trend,
F#m
'cause it's the only way we think to get ahead
C#m A7 E
Meet me in the middle
C#m A7 E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
C#m A7 E A7 E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise
C#m A7 E
There's no sense in complainin'
C#m A7 E,
If it doesn't change your minds
C#m A7 E A7 E
Take me by the hand, let's compromise
F#m F# E
I can feel your feet touchin' mine
F#m F# E
If you can't dance, there's someone else in line
C#m A7 E
Meet me in the middle
C#m A7 E,
Well c'mon let's make up a dance
C#m A7 E A7 E
And we'll agree to call it the compromise
C#m A7 E
There's no sense in complainin'
C#m A7 E,
If it doesn't change your minds
C#m A7 E A7 E
Take me by the hand, let's compromise