From Woozalia
[edit] Indicia
- written: late 1980s
- download: MP3
[edit] Lyrics
| Em . D . Am . C D
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| Em . D . Am . C D
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[edit] verse 1
| Em . D . Am . C D | And so I filled my nose with toothpaste
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| Em . D . A . . . | And I proceeded to partake
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| Am . G . D . . . | Of your ridiculous iguana
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| Dm . C G Am . B7 . | For all the difference it would make
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[edit] verse 2
| Em . D . Am . C D | You could not know about my toadstools
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| Em . D . A . . . | And all the luxury therein
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| Am . G . D . . . | I never made you pay attention
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| Dm . C G Am . G . | And so you wandered out again
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[edit] interlude
| Dm . F G Am . G .
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| Dm . F G Am . B7 .
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[edit] verse 3
| Em . D . Am . C D | You wasted all my extra placemats
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| Em . D . A . . . | It did not mean a thing to me
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| Am . G . D . . . | You did not notice after zero
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| Dm . C G Am . B7 . | Because of your philosophy
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[edit] verse 4
| Em . D . Am . C D | There were no holes in my begonia
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| Em . D . A . . . | We couldn't find a single one
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| Am . G . D . . . | You took your bags into the jungle
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| Dm . C G Am . B7 . | And pretty soon it had begun
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[edit] verse 5
| Em . D . Am . C D | I couldn't smell the way you pondered
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| Em . D . A . . . | Upon your rusty mandolin
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| Am . G . D . . . | You should have known it wasn't easy
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| Dm . C G Am . G . | You're playing chess with Gunga Din
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| Dm . F G Am . G .
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| Dm . F G Am . G .
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| Dm . F G Am . G .
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| Dm . F G Am . B7 .
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[edit] verse 6
| Em . D . Am . C D | I took my bat back to the garage
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| Em . D . A . . . | Where it had been the night before
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| Am . G . D . . . | And was it you who took my poncho
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| Dm . C G Am . B7 . | And left it on the bedroom door
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[edit] verse 7
| Em . D . Am . C D | So let me answer this distraction
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| Em . D . A . . . | I cannot think what it could be
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| Am . G . D . . . | I often think about your rodents
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| Dm . C G Am | Would you have done the same for me
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(hold Am for 8 beats)
| Em . D . Am . C D
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| Em . D . Am . C D
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| Em
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