| G | |
| A friend of mine, he said to me, a skinny girl is a misery |
| G | |
| I | shook my head cause I knew he couldn't be right |
| Bb | C | |
| That's when I thought back to | just last | night |
| G | |
| When I got | home, it was maybe a little late |
| G | |
| There was | ne'r a crumb on ne'r a plate |
| G | |
| There was no | martini, no glass of grape |
| Bb | C | |
| It was then I sought to | contem | plate |
| *On the word "tolerate" in the chorus for the first 2 lines, it's hard to tell |
| if there is an actual chord change or is he vocally sliding the note up.* |
| Chorus: |
| G | Bb | C | |
| Some | things my baby don't | tole | rate, no |
| G | Bb | C | |
| My baby don't | tole | rate, no |
| G | Bb | C | G | |
| My baby don't | toler | ate from | me |
| I said hello honey, how have you been |
| She said what could you have possibly have been doing until half past then |
| And not being completely insensitive I could tell my ship had run aground |
| Cause when I puckered up she puckered down |
| Chorus |
| Solo |
| Now a small more ordinary man might not appreciate the guidance of a good woman that truly loves him |
| He might drift in despair during the ignorant, dumb misdoings of his dirty daily existence |
| But that's not me, no yessirreee |
| I'm proof that true love will set you free |
| Chorus |
| Chorus |