Party Girl:Tommy Roe.
#85 on BB Hot 100 on AMPAR Records
in 1964.

INTRO: F C G (x2)

CHORUS:
G                            D
Dance your last dance..party girl, party girl.
D                           G    F C G
Have yourself a time, party girl.
G                                C
Cause when this party's through..I've got plans 

for you. 
         G          D                 G    F C G
So, just dance your last dance..party girl.

#1.
G                                 D
I realize there's fifty guys that you've got on 

A string.
D                                    G
But I'm gonna change all that when I show you 

this diamond ring.
G                  B                 C
You'll forget that singing band when you hear 

those choir boys sing.
G                       D
You're gonna trade your dancing shoes for apron 
            G
strings and things..(So, just..)

CHORUS:
G                            D
Dance your last dance..party girl, party girl.
D                           G    F C G
Have yourself a time, party girl.
G                                C
Cause when this party's through..I've got plans 

for you. 
         G          D                 G    F C G
So, just dance your last dance..party girl.

#2.
G#                                 D#
Party girl..you laugh and say that love is just a game.
D#                           G#
Like they say in storybooks..tigers can be tamed.
G#              C              C#
Won't you be surprised..you'll take a second look..
  G#                 D#
instead of the Bossa Nova..you'll be learning how 
   G#
to cook..(so, just..)

CHORUS:
G#                           D#
Dance your last dance..party girl, party girl.
D#                          G#   F# C# G# 
Have yourself a time, party girl.
G#                               C#
Cause when this party's through..I've got plans 

for you. 
         G#         D#                G#   
So, just dance your last dance..party girl..mmm..mmm
D#
mmm..

OUTRO:
         G#         D#                G#   
So, just dance your last dance..party girl..(Fade.)


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