C#m Meet you downstairs

F#min the bar and hurt

G#your rolled up sleeves

C#min your skull t-shirt.

C#mYou say, "What did you do

F#mwith him today?"

G#And sniff me out

C#mlike I was Tanqueray.

F#m 'Cos you're

my fella, my guy.

D#7 Hand me your

Stella and fly.

E By the time,

I'm out the door,

D#7You tear men down

G#like Roger Moore.

C#m G#m I cheated myself,

D#7 G#mlike I knew I would.

C#mI told ya,

G#mI was trouble.

D#7You know that,

G#mI'm no good.

C#m Upstairs in bed

F#mwith my ex boy.

G# He's in the place,

C#mbut I can’t get joy.

C#m Thinking of you

F#min the final throes,

G# This is when

C#mmy buzzer goes.

F#m Run out to meet

your chips and pitta.

D#7 You say, "When we marry?".

'Cos you're not bitter.

E There'll be none

of him no more.

D#7I cried for you

G#on the kitchen floor.

C#m G#m I cheated myself,

D#7 G#mlike I knew I would.

C#mI told ya,

G#mI was trouble.

D#7You know that,

G#mI'm no good.

Middle 8

(pickup measure) (repeat these four measures)

Am Dm . . Am . . E7 . . Am . .

(. = staccato)

C#m Sweet reunion,

F#mJamaica and Spain.

G# We're like how

C#mwe were again.

C#m I'm in the tub,

F#mYou’re on the seat.

G# Lick your lips

C#mas I soak my feet.

F#m Then you notice

lickle carpet burn.

D#7 My stomach drop

and my guts churn.

E You shrug and

it's the worst,

D#7to truly stick

G#the knife in first?

C#m G#m I cheated myself,

D#7 G#mlike I knew I would.

C#mI told ya,

G#mI was trouble.

D#7You know that,

G#mI'm no good.

C#m G#m D#7 G#m