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B G#m F# E (Intro)
BHe was a bore, a true cG#mhore and I still wonder why I eD#mver wanted to see him more I know it is Euseless to complain F#all these years after, weBll... Thanks for asking F#now I'm fine BI should have muffled my G#mobsession but I was aD#mll too pure And Eso blindly F#sure that he'd aBlways have the satisfying F#hug I needed
BStay just a little bit more Don't G#mlet my heart turn sore BStay just a little bit more Don't G#mlet my heart turn F#sorEe
He was kind, polite and divine in public, tender as a sleepy child But when we got slightly more intimate it wasn't that bright Yes he was kind, polite, sound and sublime, in theory But in practice believe me, there was a nasty fire burning Stay just a little bit more Don't let my heart turn sore Stay just a little bit more Don't let my heart turn sore
GAnd when my F#curves came into pBmlay Oh what a hopeles tumbling doGwn When his deF#sire was stuck in pBmlaster I was yGoung but I beAlieved in no tBales!
G#m B G#m F# E Sit in the desert of the bed I looked hard for an oasis But all I could find was a dead camel in pieces And I got so scared I tried to lure him back to bed Whispered "stay just a little bit more" But now I'm grateful to the camel Because all the lazy boy could do was RUN, then I knew for sure That he would never be the satisfying shag I needed, no no no Think its pretty right not sure. didnt bother to do the outro :) /M