Our Old Centre Back

       D                         A      E
I can see your silhouette from where I sit
     A           E                   D      E
Not all of your garden lights are properly lit
     D                          A        E
Now, I was the one supposed to go on the attack
 A               E                  D      E
You were in the house with our old centre back
 D                           A          E
He learned the secrets of a good sales pitch
    A       E                 D      E
My sources tell me that he's filthy rich
        D                               A      E
You mistook me for the painter at the private view
       A        E              D        E
I was merely standing in the champagne queue


[Chorus 1]
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But if you think I look good in a beret
      D      A         D    A
Then I'd be more than happy
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To be there and to get the chance to say
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That art just imitates football


[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
              D           A         E
Now, from my view here behind the tree
     A         E           D           E
It's easy to see why it's him and not me
   D                  A              E
A towering figure projected on the shade
     A      E           D       E
Our centre back he was never afraid
     D                      A      E
Now, I was never much of a number nine
         A                E               D      E
And I thought I was too bright for the assembly line
        D                               A      E
You mistook me for the painter at the private view
       A       E             D        E
I was merely standing in the alcohol queue


[Chorus 2]
        C#m                         F#m
But if you think I look good in a beret
      D      A         D    A
Then I'd be more than happy
       C#m                           F#m
To be there and to get the chance to say
     Bm                 E   D    A   D F#m
That life just imitates football


[Otro]
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