Anthony John Clarke - As good as it gets
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Anthony John Clarke - As Good As It Gets
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[Verse 1]
Bob Cwalked into a G/Bbar
He has a Amlady on his armC
But the Flady always Glooks the other Cway
Strolling in the G/Bpark
It's getting Amcold, it's pretty darkC
He'll try and Fhold her, but she Galways moves aCway
[Verse 2]
And Fthat day out at the races didn't Dgo quite as he planned
He spent Cmost of it aloneG/B in a quiet little Amcorner of the stand
And he D7didn't even get to place his G7bet
InFertia, aGs good as it gets C
[Verse 3]
Alan was a G/Bfool
And yet so Ampopular at schoolC
AfFfectionately known by Gall the girls as Chot
The first to get a G/Bcar
The first to Amget served in a barC
And you Fnever saw a Gsoup stain or a Cspot
[Verse 4]
But when the Fstomach began to show and the Dhair began to go
She up and Cleft him, up G/Bto his neck in Amdept
Like a D7song sung by Tammy WyG7nette
InFertia, aGs good as it gets C
[Chorus]
'Cause you put up with my musicF, mGy motorbike C
You put up with my olFd friend and my Gbest friend's wifeC
You put up with the rFadio I keep Gon all nightAm
You evD7en put up with The Rolling StonesG7
My Ctaxes and my Ftantrums, mGy dull routineC
Pounds and five pound Fnotes that I leaveG in my jeansC
And I may look sixFty when I Gact sixteenAm D7
Maybe it's The Rolling StG7ones
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C G/B Am C F C G F Em F
[Verse 5]
Joe Cworks with lots of G/Bgirls
Who all just Amthink the world reCvolves around them F
They expect such large MartinisG and tickets for the show
But when CJoe is feeling doG/Bwn
It's so unAmusual that they Ccome around
Still he Fmakes such kind excuses for them, says,G "That's how it goes" F
[Verse 6]
Even though on his wedding day, his Dbride did not have much to say
The whCole day, an outG/Brageous tale of woeAm
And she D7left Joe, took his two dogs and his G7cat
InFertia, yoGu'd never do that C
[Chorus]
'Cause you put up with my Ftantrums, mGy dull routineC
The coins and five pound Fnotes that I leaveG in my jeansC
And I may look sixFty, though I Gact sixteenAm D7
Blame it on The Rolling StG7ones F G C