E                   B A B
I've got to get up more
    E                B A B
And get in my place
     E                     B A B
I've got to work out more
    E                 B A B
And sort out my face
     E                              B  A  B
I've got all 'zines telling me what to eat
        E                                   B  A  B
And I'm tired of being told what to wear on my feet
      E                                 B   A   B        E                   B A B
And I don't have the time to get all worked up about the year on the street

[Chorus]
                G                    G/F
And it's not my fault, I can find my way
                 Bm7
yeah it's not my fault
C                  D
There goes another day
G                                     G/F
I've been here too long, do I have to change
             Bm7            C       D      A     Amaj7    A    Amaj7
Into what it takes, yeah to make it Number One

[Verse 2]
  E                   B A B
I feel out of favour
        E                    B A B
I don't look like a picture
    E                  B A B
You think I'm a loser
    E                      B A B
But I can see through you
       E                                  B   A   B
You're running around like you're running the country
E                                         B A B
I know that you think that you've got one on me
E                             B    A B            E                  B A B
Ear to the ground like a boy about town can't get nothing to fit me

[Chorus]
                G                    G/F
And it's not my fault, I can find my way
                 Bm7
Yeah it's not my fault
C                  D
There goes another day
G                                     G/F
I've been here too long, do I have to change
              Bm7            C       D      A     Amaj7    A    Amaj7
In to what it takes, yeah to make it Number One

[Instrumental Break]
E       B A B x4
B C x3
D    C    D    C    D    C    D
Oooh-oooh Oooh-oooh Oooh-oooh Ooooooooh

[Bridge]
G                                         G/F
Got a call from an old friend, used to be real close
Bm7                                 C    D
Said he couldn't go on the American way
G                                                    G/F
Sold his house, sold his car, bought a ticket to the West coast
Bm7                                          C    D
Now he gives him 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.

(Bridge repeats during last chorus)

[Chorus]
                      G                    G/F
Yeah, but it's not my fault, I can find my way
                 Bm7
Yeah it's not my fault
C                  D
There goes another day
G                                     G/F
I've been here too long, do I have to change
              Bm7            C       D      G
In to what it takes, yeah to make it Number One