Fm Meet you downstairs

A#min the bar and hurt

Cyour rolled up sleeves

Fmin your skull t-shirt.

FmYou say, "What did you do

A#mwith him today?"

CAnd sniff me out

Fmlike I was Tanqueray.

A#m 'Cos you're

my fella, my guy.

G7 Hand me your

Stella and fly.

G# By the time,

I'm out the door,

G7You tear men down

Clike Roger Moore.

Fm Cm I cheated myself,

G7 Cmlike I knew I would.

FmI told ya,

CmI was trouble.

G7You know that,

CmI'm no good.

Fm Upstairs in bed

A#mwith my ex boy.

C He's in the place,

Fmbut I can’t get joy.

Fm Thinking of you

A#min the final throes,

C This is when

Fmmy buzzer goes.

A#m Run out to meet

your chips and pitta.

G7 You say, "When we marry?".

'Cos you're not bitter.

G# There'll be none

of him no more.

G7I cried for you

Con the kitchen floor.

Fm Cm I cheated myself,

G7 Cmlike I knew I would.

FmI told ya,

CmI was trouble.

G7You know that,

CmI'm no good.

Middle 8

(pickup measure) (repeat these four measures)

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

(. = staccato)

Fm Sweet reunion,

A#mJamaica and Spain.

C We're like how

Fmwe were again.

Fm I'm in the tub,

A#mYou’re on the seat.

C Lick your lips

Fmas I soak my feet.

A#m Then you notice

lickle carpet burn.

G7 My stomach drop

and my guts churn.

G# You shrug and

it's the worst,

G7to truly stick

Cthe knife in first?

Fm Cm I cheated myself,

G7 Cmlike I knew I would.

FmI told ya,

CmI was trouble.

G7You know that,

CmI'm no good.

Fm Cm G7 Cm