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As Martin said to Xanthe
E7 A
As they played with wooden toys,
E
"You may have Wendy's playhouse,
E7 A
But where the hell's your boys?"
A
As Paul said to Fifi
E
As they eyed each other up,
E7
"You may have better plimsolls,
A
But you can't pee standing up."
D A D
An I'd like to take the time to bite
E
Their neck and make it bleed
D A
Or maybe I could cut holes in their
D E7
Daddy Harris Tweed.
A E
And I can't put my finger on it.
E7 A
Maybe it's something in the food,
E
And I can't put my finger on it
E7 A
All I know is Christ would have sued.
E
As Sharon said to Jamie
E7 A
As they sat down for a chat,
E
"If you think I'm cooking dinner,
E7 A
Well, prepare to eat dead rat."
A
As Debbie said to Alex
E
As they held hands in the park
E7
"How come you wear Rupert Check
A
When you think you're so hard."
D A
I should have done his Land Rover
D E
To let them know I've been,
D A
Instead I wrote "F' off"
D E7
On the dirt across his screen.
A E
And I can't put my finger on it.
E7 A
Maybe it's something in the food,
E
And I can't put my finger on it
E7 A
All I know is Christ would have sued.
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