Twelve Volt Man

F9
I never got a grip on penmanship
                                 Bb
Could never make the small  L's  flow
F9
Seldom found the trick to arith-a-metic
                  Bbmaj7
Three plus two be mo' pas

    Bbmaj7      C
But ask for some palm trees
   Bbmaj7        C
Or tales from the South Seas
      Bbmaj7     C         F
And I just might turn your head


I never had the clout to knock one out
But hitting was the name of my game
Standing on third as the coaches conferred
Close to my first claim to fame

Just give me the steal sign
And I'll make home plate mine
And I just might turn some heads

Bb7                          F
Sometimes I may get a little drastic
Bb7                              F
Sometimes I just let my feelin's show
Bb7                      F
Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic
G                                   C
Most times that's the way the story goes

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Now I now this Joe down in Mexico
He went there to work on his tan
For years he's been plugged into blenders and songs
They call him the Twelve Volt Man

He don't need no charge card
Just give him a Die Hard
And he'll makes sparks fly 'round your head

Oh just ask for some palm trees
Or tales from the South Seas
And I'll make sparks fly 'round your head

'Round your head
In your head (7 times)
In your head...