| B | F# | |
| This is a story 'bout a | girl that I knew |
| B | |
| she didn't | like my songs |
| F# | |
| and that | made me feel blue |
| D# | Db | E | |
| she said: "a | big band is | far better than | you" |
| VERSE: |
| A | D#11/A# | Bm7 | E | |
| She | don't rock 'n' | roll, | she don't | like it |
| A | D#11/A# | Bm7 | E | |
| she | don't do the st | roll, well she | don't do it | right |
| A | A7 | D | Dm | |
| well, | ev'rythings | wrong and my | patience was | gone |
| A | |
| when I | woke one morning |
| E | |
| and re | membered this song |
| A | D#11/A# | Bm7 | E | |
| O-oh- | oh, | kinda | catchy, |
| A | D#11/A# | Bm7 | E | |
| I | hoped |
| A | A7 | |
| that she would | talk to me | now |
| D | Dm | A | |
| and | even al | low me to | hold her hand |
| E | |
| and forg | et that old band. |
| VERSE: |
| D | Dm | A | A7 | |
| I strolled a | round to her | pad |
| D | Dm | A | E | |
| her light was | off and that's | bad |
| D | Dm | A | F# | |
| her sister s | aid that my | girl was g | one |
| B | E | |
| "But come inside, boy, and | play, play, play me a song!" |
| I said "Yeah! Here I go" |
| She's kinda cute, don't you know? |
| That after a while of seeing her smile |
| I knew we could make it, make it in style! |
| So now I've got all I need |
| She and I are in love, we've agreed |
| she likes this song and my others too |
| so now you see my world is |
| because of this tune! |
| What a boon this tune! |
| I tell you soon |
| We'll be lying in bed, happily wed, |
| and I won't think of that girl |