Joan Armatrading - Rosie

^GHe has little red feet His stockin's in his shoes ^CLipstick and ^Drouge on his ^Gface He has his hair piled high Has a red umbrella And ^Ccarries his ^Dhead in the ^Gsky

And I said "Awe^Em Ros^Die, don't you do ^Gthat to the boy^Ems Don't you c^Come on so ^Dwilling ^GDon't you come on so s^Emtrong ^{C D Em} It can be so chillin' C D Em When you act so willin' And your ^Emwarmth ^Csets ^Dlike the ^Gsun

He has a ^Glittle baby brother A big fat mama His ^Csister asks for ^Ddimes on the s^Gtreet He doesn't feel it's a cover In fact he knows For s^Cure ^Dhe can ^Gplease

^CStruttin' down the ^Dalley ^Gways With the nervous young hopeful At his heel And ^Cknow his satisfaction won't ^Ddrive him ^Gaway

And I said "^EmAwe ^DRosie, don't you ^Gdo that to the ^Emboys Don't you c^Come on so ^Dwilling ^GDon't you come on so s^Emtrong ^{C D Em} It can be so chillin' C D Em When you act so willin' And your ^Emwarmth ^Csets ^Dlike the ^Gsun

^CThere in the ^Dcrowded ^Gbar He has rings on his fingers He's there to tease You ^Cknow he only wants to ^Dtake things too ^Gfar

And I said "^EmAwe ^DRosie, don't you ^Gdo that to the ^Emboys Don't you c^Come on so ^Dwilling ^GDon't you come on so s^Emtrong ^{C D Em} It can be so chillin' C D Em When you act so willin' And your ^Emwarmth ^Csets ^Dlike the ^Gsun