Dont Marry Her

[Intro]
    C  G  Fmaj7 C Fmaj7 C  D  
E|--0--3--0-----0--0----0--2--3--|
B|--1--0--1-----1--1----1--3--0--|
G|--0--0--2-----0--2----0--2--0--|
D|--2--0--3-----2--3----2--0--0--|
A|--3--2--------3-------3-----2--|
E|-----3----------------------3--|


[Verse 1]
C                 G
Think of you with pipe and slippers
Fmaj7           G
Think of her in bed
Fmaj7             C              
Laying there just watching telly 
     D           G
then think of me instead
     C             G               
I'll never grow so old and flabby, 
Fmaj7            G
that could never be
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me

     C                     
Your love light shines like 
 G
cardboard
         Fmaj7          G
But your work shoes are glistening
        Fmaj7     C
She's a PHD in 'I told you so'
         D                     
You've a knighthood in 'I'm not 
 G
listening'
       C                G         
She'll grab your Sandra Bullocks 
   Fmaj7            G
and slowly raise the knee
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me


Continúa después del anuncio
[Chorus]
        C                        
And the Sunday sun shines down on 
         Fmaj7 C
San Francisco Bay
        Fmaj7                     
And you realise you can't make it 
C
anyway
You have to wash the car, take the 
Fmaj7          C
kiddies to the park,
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me


[Verse 2]
      C             G
Those lovely Sunday mornings
     Fmaj7                G
With breakfast brought in bed
      Fmaj7                C      
Those blackbirds look like 
          D                   G
knitting needles trying to peck your
 head
      C                    G      
Those birds will peck your soul 
      Fmaj7          G
out and throw away the key
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me

        C                G
And the kitchen's always tidy
    Fmaj7             G
The bathroom's always clean
Fmaj7                    C   
She's a diploma in 'just hiding 
                     D         
things', you've a first in 'low 
    G
esteem'
          C              G        
When your socks smell of angels, 
        Fmaj7          G
but your life smells of Brie
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me


[Chorus]
        C                        
And the Sunday sun shines down on 
         Fmaj7 C
San Francisco Bay
        Fmaj7                     
And you realise you can't make it 
C
anyway
You have to wash the car, take the 
Fmaj7          C
kiddies to the park,
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me

        C                        
And the Sunday sun shines down on 
         Fmaj7 C
San Francisco Bay
        Fmaj7                     
And you realise you can't make it 
C
anyway
You have to wash the car, take the 
Fmaj7          C
kiddies to the park,
Fmaj7       G         C
Don't marry her, have me