Romance Is Boring

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[Verse 1]
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Darling, I'm with St. Bernards
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And we are scouring the Alps and 
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the Andes
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And if they die it is on my head
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They follow paw prints in the snow 
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to my throne, to my bed


[Chorus]
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You're pouting in your sleep, I'm 
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waking, yawning
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We're proving to each other that 
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romance is boring
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Sure, there are things I could 
           F#m*
do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D    
Prove to each other that romance
     F#m*
 is boring

[Instrumental]
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A  Bm F#m

[Verse 2]
A*                       Bm  F#m
Start as I mean to continue
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Complacent and self-involved
Continúa después del anuncio
Eliminar anuncios
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You're trying not to be nervous
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Wish you were trying at all


[Pre-Chorus]
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I will wake, I will bake, I Will 
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bake phallic cake
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Take your diffidence, make it my 
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clubhouse
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But my strength's within lies, 
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ventricle cauterised
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It's the way of living that I 
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espouse


[Chorus]
       A               Bm         
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm 
  D        F#m*
waking, yawning
       A*              Bm*       
We're proving to each other that 
D*
romance is boring
A                 Bm           D
Sure, there are things I could 
           F#m
do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D    
Prove to each other that romance
     F#m
 is boring

[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
A                                 
 We are two ships that pass in the
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 night
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You and I, we are nothing alike
I am a pleasure cruise, you are gone
      D
 out to trawl
                N.C.
Return nets empty, nothing and oh


[Chorus]
       A               Bm         
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm 
  D        F#m
waking, yawning
       A               Bm      
We're proving to each other that 
   F#m        D*
romance is boring
A                 Bm           D
Sure, there are things I could 
           F#m
do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D    
Prove to each other that romance
     F#m
 is boring

[Instrumental]
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[Otro]
       A               Bm         
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm 
  D        F#m
waking, yawning
       A               Bm      
We're proving to each other that 
   F#m        D*
romance is boring
A                 Bm           D
Sure, there are things I could 
           F#m*
do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D    
Prove to each other that romance
     F#m*     A*
 is boring