Tony Sly - Frances stewart

He ^Dmwalks down the s^Amtreet with his ^Bbhead by his ^Ffeet A ^Bbshell of a ^Gguy we once ^Aknew She ^Dmtook over ^Amhis life and ^Bbripped out his ^Fspine He ^Bbthinks and he ^Gacts ninety-^Atwo But cre^Bbative^Cly he ^Fnever moved ^Bbme He sucked out the ^Dmlife from a ^Croom Now as ^Bbwe get ^Cold he ^Fwon't be ^Bbalone Surrounded by ^Call of his ^Ffools

^DmNot known for ^Amconflict but ^Bbconstantly ^Ffights And ^Bblets others ^Gknow through the ^Amill She's ^Dmcertified ^Amcrazy He's ^Bbtaught to ^Fignore the ^Bbtwenty-odd ^Gbottles of ^Apills So when ^Bbhe wakes ^Cup ^FI hope that he ^Bbwill appreciate^Dm everything ^Creal I have ^Bbgiven ^Chim but ^Fchances are ^Bbslim When up against ^Chearts that don't ^Dmfeel I'm ^Bbup against ^Chearts that don't ^Ffeel