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Dont Marry Her Beautiful South
[C] [G] [Fmaj7] [C] [Fmaj7] [C] [D] [G]
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[C]Think of you with [G]pipe and slippers
[Fmaj7]Think of her in [G]bed
[Fmaj7]Laying there just [C]watching telly then [D]think of me [G]instead
I'll [C]never grow so [G]old and flabby, [Fmaj7]that could never [G]be
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
Your [C]love light shines like [G]cardboard
But your [Fmaj7]work shoes are [G]glistening
She's a [Fmaj7]PHD in 'I [C]told you so'
You've a [D]knighthood in 'I'm not [G]listening'
She'll [C]grab your Sandra [G]Bullocks and [Fmaj7]slowly raise the [G]knee
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
And the [C]Sunday sun shines down on San Fran[Fmaj7]cisco [C]Bay
And you [Fmaj7]realise you can't make it [C]anyway
You have to wash the car, take the [Fmaj7]kiddies to the [C]park,
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
Those [C]lovely Sunday [G]mornings
With [Fmaj7]breakfast brought in [G]bed
Those [Fmaj7]blackbirds look like [C]knitting needles [D]trying to peck your [G]head
Those [C]birds will peck your [G]soul out and [Fmaj7]throw away the [G]key
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
And the [C]kitchen's always [G]tidy
[Fmaj7] [G]
The bathroom's always clean
[Fmaj7]She's a diploma in 'just [C]hiding things', you've a [D]first in 'low [G]esteem'
When your [C]socks smell of [G]angels, but your [Fmaj7]life smells of [G]Brie
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
And the [C]Sunday sun shines down on San Fran[Fmaj7]cisco [C]Bay
And you [Fmaj7]realise you can't make it [C]anyway
You have to wash the car, take the [Fmaj7]kiddies to the [C]park,
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
And the [C]Sunday sun shines down on San Fran[Fmaj7]cisco [C]Bay
And you [Fmaj7]realise you can't make it [C]anyway
You have to wash the car, take the [Fmaj7]kiddies to the [C]park,
[Fmaj7]Don't marry [G]her, have [C]me
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