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| A | A | A | A | |
| Theres a house on my s | treet, a | nd it looks real n | eat. |
| F | F | |
| I'm the chap who lives in | it. |
| Theres a tree on the sidewalk, theres a car by the door. |
| I'll go for a drive in it. |
| And when the wombat (??) comes, he will find me gone. |
| He'll look for a place to sit. |
| Chorus I: |
| G | C | A | D | G | |
| My w | ife has | burned the | scrambled | eggs. |
| C | A | D | G | |
| T | he d | og's just | bit my | leg. |
| C | A | D | G | |
| My te | en-aged da | ughter ran a | way. |
| C | A | D | A | |
| My fi | ne young son | has turned ou | t gay. |
| Cut up my fingers in the door of my car. |
| How could I do it? |
| My wife is proud to tell me of her love affairs. |
| How could she do this to me? |
| Chorus I |
| Chorus II: |
| A | G | E | B/A | A | G | E | B/A | |
| And | it would | be | OK on a | ny ot | her d | ay. | X2 |
| Throw down the morning papers, and spill my tea. |
| I don't know whats wrong with me. |
| The cups and plates are in a conspiracy. |
| I'm covered in misery. |
| Chorus I |
| Chorus II X4 (w/ Chipmunk-like voice: "Happy birthday dear daddy") |
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| Sacha Michel Mallais sacha@global-village.net |
| http://www.global-village.net/sacha |
| The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp. |