Bill Bailey - Unisex chipshop

I used^G to b^Cadd9uy my chi^Gps from an^D oppressive chip^Cadd9 shop regime. ^{G D} The girl who there, she seemed happy,

But I kn^Cadd9ew it was not what it seemed.^{G Cadd9}"Do yo^Du wan^Gt sal^Em7t and vinegar'", was what they made her say,

But in^Cadd9 the langua^Dge of the ghetto, That means^Cadd9, "Hel^Gp, ^Cadd9I'm a woman in chains"

I wanted^G to f^Cadd9ree her. In my ^Amdreams I would see her.

Run^Am/Bning n^Caked through the woods round Rainham, If I had s^Dome tig^Gers ^Cadd9I'd train them.

To^G pr^Cadd9otect her From ^Amthe sexual ^Dfascism that was lurking, r^Gound the gherkins

I'd l^Gean across the counter a^Cadd9nd we would talk, ^{G Cadd9} I ^Gcarved the name "Debbi^Cadd9e" on a little wood^Gen fo^Cadd9rk.

But in^Cadd9to the shop came a skinh^Dead gang, Th^Gey sn^Ematched the fork from my hand.

Debbie^Cadd9, she loo^Dked a^Gt me,^Em to assert my masculinity. I said^Cadd9 "Oi^D!&quo^Gt;,^Cadd9 they sa^Gid "What'", I said "Nothing"