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Tuning: E A D G B E
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The Dclosest that I Ggot to smart When DI was walking tGhrough the car park My fBmirst romance was in Ffull spark And iCn my tonic Amsuit I tEbook a sneaky Emroute Past the Bempty washing Ebmlines ATo the sheds where all the bells would chime
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I loDved the suits and Gshiny shoes The Dbraces that I'd nGever use And Bmso much more than juFst a muse She wCas my heart and sAmoul Like Ebthe sausage in a rEmoll But I couBldn't stay outEbm late AI'd be flat out on the ropes again
D G D G Bm F C Am Eb Em B Ebm A
The Dsun went down on aGll of that I foDlded up the Gpink cravat BehiBmnd the door my Fpork pie hat The BCrut back in the Ambox My Ebeyes towards the Emgods But she lBeft me with a Ebmvoid AThat I filled with brand new corduroys
D G D G Bm F C Am Eb Em B Ebm A D G D G Bm F C Am Eb Em B Ebm A D G D G Bm F C Am Eb Em B Ebm A G D