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Tuning: G C E A
[Verse]
C#There's a portrait In a Abback room Which I'll F#keep for days upon Which I reC#lent And gaze for hBours on The Bbmmuscle skin and bone F# Of some iAbmaginary friend
F# Ab F#
So how aC#bout it Show me Abplease How I will F#look in twenty years And let me C#please Interpret Bhistory In everBbmy line and F#scar That's painted Abthere in front of me
F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab
It doesn't C#matter What I'm Abthinking What I F#tell myself to do I end up C#calling F#
I stay C#in to Defrost the fridge Ab Now the F#kid has gone to bed A feeling of C#dread At least when Bshe's around The Bbmtrouble's there It's F#worse to wake up with her Abfalling 'round the room
F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab
Listen C#Johnny You're like a F#mother To the C#girl you've fallen for F# And you're still C#falling
Listen C#Johnny You're like a Abmother To the F#girl you've fallen for And you're still C#falling
And if they Bcome tonight You'll Bbmroll up tight And tF#ake whatever's Abcoming to you next oh oh oh oh
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