27 Yards of Dental Floss Half Man Half Biscuit
Well. I [E]told her that I thought life's too short
And we really should go for a ride;
Paul's just phoned - the war's postponed
So come on I've got the Plymouth outside.
The [A]sky's a bit dull but the fridge is full
Things could be a lot worse -
It's [E]not like you've been captured by Barbary corsairs,
I said "[B7]let's head Winchester way" [A]she said "been yeaterday"
[E]27 yards of dental floss and she still won't give me a smile.
[E]Fired by wine she was almost mine
'Til a fight broke out in the bar;
Third Rate Les in his Burberry fez
Had gone just a little too far,
[A]Nailing down his baling wire to the laminate floor
He [E]sang a salty song about a girl from Bangalore,
I said "[B7]would you like to go the zoo?" [A]she said "yeah, but not with you"
[E]27 yards of dental floss but she still won't give me a smile.
[B7]I'm King Euphoria, [A]she's Queen Victoria
[E]27 yards of dental floss and she still won't give me a smile
I'm [B7]clowning by the Serpentine, [A]she's still drinking turpentine
[E]Will she ever shine a light on me?