| G | C | |
| Yea you know there's Oscar and he | wheelchair bound |
| F | C | |
| and he's | living off the state |
| G | C | |
| He's got this dream about living in the | Netherlands |
| F | C | |
| Where | sex is on the slate |
| G | C | |
| He asked this chick if she could | help him out |
| F | C | |
| She said you know I | oughta smack yer face |
| G | C | |
| These arms do nothing and I'm not | trying to be funny |
| F | C | |
| but I just don't | think we got the space |
| Chorus |
| C | G | |
| You gotta settle | down |
| C | |
| You gotta think it | out |
| F | C | |
| You gotta paint the | scene |
| C | G | |
| I'm not made of s | tone |
| C | |
| Can't do it on my | own |
| F | C | |
| Can't you see what I | mean? |
| Verse |
| Yea he gotta a letter from a friend of his |
| who's living in Amsterdam |
| He's got this woman who comes around a couple times a month |
| it's a lady her names Ann |
| Yea she pops up and down once or twice a month |
| it's all part of some brand new government plan |
| She said she doesn't think of herself as a prostitute |
| She's more of a healer-yea that's Ann |
| Chorus |
| You gotta settle down |
| You gotta think it out |
| You gotta paint the scene |
| I'm not made of stone |
| Can't do it on my own |
| Can't you see what I mean? |
| Bridge |
| Dm | F | |
| And I'm | sick and tired of this | place |
| C | G | |
| it's d | riving me in | sane |
| Dm | F | |
| And I'll | save all my | money |
| C | G | |
| and get | on that | plane |
| Dm | F | |
| And I | have to have the | courage |
| C | G | |
| to determine what's | out there for | me |
| Am | Em | Dm | G | |
| And | I said | I could | stay with | him |
| Am | Em | Dm | G | |
| And | since I'm | very good | friends of | his |
| Intrusmental (over verse chords) |
| Verse |
| Yea you know there's Oscar and he's wheelchair bound |
| and he's living off the state |
| He's got this dream about living in the Netherlands |
| Where sex is on the slate |
| He asked this chick if she could help him out |
| She said you know I oughta smack yer face |
| These arms do nothing and I'm not trying to be funny |
| but I just don't think we got the space |
| Chorus |
| You gotta settle down |
| You gotta think it out |
| You gotta paint the scene |
| I'm not made of stone |
| Can't do it on my own |
| Can't you see what I mean? |
| Bridge |
| And I'm sick and tired of this place |
| it's driving me insane |
| And I'll save all my money |
| and get on that plane |
| And I have to have the courage |
| to determine what's out there for me |
| And I said I could stay with him |
| And since I'm very good friends of his |
| I said I could stay with him |
| And since I'm very good friends of his |
| Outro |
| C | Dm | |
| Hey | Now!! |
| C | Dm | |
| Hey | Now!! |
| C | Dm | |
| Hey | Now!! |
| C | Dm | |
| Hey | Now!! |
| End on G |