Billy Hunt

G:  355433    G7sus4:  353533
D:  x5777x    Am:      577555
A:  577655
E:  x7999x

C G D (x2) C G (x2)

C                G               
 If it's not you moaning then 
          C
it's someone else,
                G                  
Jumping down my throat every chance
     C
 you get,
                G               
If it's not you crying then it's 
          C
probably me,
                  G                
You're the little dog messing up my
 A
 tree -


Billy Hunt is a magical world,
D
 Full of strippers and long-legged 
girls,
A
 Clark Kent's got nothing on me,
     D                       E
I'll spy like James Bond and die 
like King Kong.

      A
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy
      G
Billy Hunt.

C               G               C
 I remember the first day at my job,
                    G            
I didn't get on too well with the 
         C
foreman Bob,
            G                    
Do this, Do that, Don't even stop 
       C
for a cough,
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He used to be a sergeant in the 
     A
R.A.F.


No-one pushes Billy Hunt around,
D
 Well they do, but not for long,
A
 When I get fit and grow bionic 
arms,
D N.C.
 The whole world's gonna wish it 
weren't born -

      A
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy
      A
Billy Hunt.

D             G
 I could be a Superman
C            F                   G
 Satisfy any women that I wanted to,
D             G
 I could be a human machine,
C                   F            
 I could show Steve Austin a 
     G7sus4  G
thing or two -

(Guitar Solo)
Am E D Fm C G C

C G (x4)

C                G               
 If it's not you moaning then 
          C
it's someone else,
                G                  
Jumping down my throat, every 
      C
chance you get,
                G               
If it's not you crying then it's 
          C
probably me,
                  G                
You're the little dog messing up my
 A
 tree.


No one pushes Billy Hunt around,
D
 Well they do, but not for long,
A
 When I get fit and grow bionic 
arms,
D
 The whole world's gonna wish it 
weren't born.

      A
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy,
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy,

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy,
      G
Billy Hunt.


Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy,

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy,

Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, 
Billy, Billy,

Billy Hunt.

Look out!

C G D (x2)

C             G     D
 Billy, Billy Hunt     (x6)