Webb Pierce - I need you like a hole in my head

^CI need you baby yessi^D7ree I ^G7need you like a hole in my ^Chead

Now I'm just a wishing that you were ^A7mine ^D7Like I'm a wishing I was ^G7dead

^CYour trifling ways has got me down ^FMade me the laughing stock of town

^CI need you baby yessi^D7ree I ^G7need you like a hole in my ^Chead

I need you baby yessi^D7ree I ^G7need you like a hole in my ^Chead

Now I've got about as much use for ^A7you ^D7As a quarter made of ^G7lead

A ^Ctrifling woman I just can't stand ^FCause I never was a trifling man

^CI need you baby yessi^D7ree I ^G7need you like a hole in my ^Chead

I mean it baby I ^G7need you like a hole in my ^Chead