Tono: E
Introducción: E A E E B7 E E A E E B7 E
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I fancy I'll open a stationers, stock quaint notepads for weekend pagans
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While you were out at the Rollright stones, I came and set fire to your shed
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'Cos you probably work at an all night garage
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You probably work at an all night garage
B7 E
You probably work at an all night garage with talk radio on.
And you curse my soul if I don't want petrol
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Curse my soul 'cos I don't want petrol
B7 E
I only came down for a tube of Pringles, sour cream and chives.
E
And because you've got to get up off your fat arse to go and get my crisps
And you've got to go 'round the counter and it's really inconvenient
E
I'll have two scotch eggs and a jar of Marmite
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Two scotch eggs and a jar of Marmite
B7 E
Two scotch eggs and a jar of Marmite, what sandwiches have you got?
E
Well now you become quite irate and your voice becomes louder
And you start to sound like Leadbelly at the depot.
E
I'll have ten Kit-Kat's and a motoring atlas
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Ten Kit-Kat's and a motoring atlas
B7 E
And a blue CD on the Hallmark label - that's sure to be good.
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Oh he went to play golf of a Sunday morn just a mile and a half from town
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His head was found on the driving range and his body has never been found.