F# Dear C# John
F# What's wr C# ong?
G# Why can't you just be any Bbm thing you F# want?
Why n C# ot? G why C# not? G#
F# I tried to tell you then. C# You didn't understand.
F# They try and pigeonhole you.
C# Buddy, they don't G# even know you.
But F# hang C# on
my d F# ear, dear, C# John.
G# Maybe you're not just like Bbm every F# one,
so C# what G# , so C# what. G#
And t F# here's m C# ore
to l F# ive f C# or,
G# Bbm FX
than some abbreviated encore,
much C# more, G# much C# more. G#
F# You can't define yourself
C# in terms of someone else.
F# You can't say what you're thinking ?
But C# I don't know what yo G# u've been drinking.
But F# don't C# cry.
'Cause F# life goes C# on.
G# Bbm FX
Dear John, you could be anything you want.
Why C# not? G Why n C# ot ?
G# Why you could even be an Bbm astron F aut,
dear J C# ohn, G dear C# John.
Cyndi Lauper
