B*

[Verse 1]
N.C.                    A            E
Why'd you always try to fuck with my hair?
B               A        E
  You mocked my haircut again
B               A            E      C#
  So I got some scissors and cut it off
C#
And now I can't go out in public
C#              A      E
I look like a suburban monk
  A           E
I guess I got punked, because

[Chorus]
B                      A
  Ashton Kutcher's got nothing on you
B                        A
  Ashton Kutcher will be laughing at you
G#                   A
  I just wanted to be your Demi Moore

[Instrumental]
E  A  E  A

[Verse 2]
B                A       E
You fuck with my system again
B                A         E
  I'll take your favourite pen
B                A           E              C#
  I'll take your t- shirt and put it in the wash
C#
Then when you go out in public
C#                  A       E
Your fabric will be fucking soft
  A             E
I guess you got punked 'cause

[Chorus]
B                      A
  Ashton Kutcher's got nothing on you
B                        A
  Ashton Kutcher will be laughing at you
G#                   A
  I just wanted to be your Demi Moore

[Instrumental]
E  A  E  A

[Break] (single strum)
A
  But they're not together anymore

[Solo]
C#m A F# F#
C#m A F# A
C#m A F# F#
C#m A F# A

[Otro]
E        B         A
  I just wanted to be your
E               B A
  Mid noughties MTV star
E        B         A
  I just wanted to be your
E               B A
  Mid noughties MTV star
E        B         A
  I just wanted to be your
E               B A
  Mid noughties MTV star
E        B         A
  I just wanted to be your
E               B A      E
  Mid noughties MTV star