Tom: E
Introdução: E
E
To think you could be sitting watching telly by the fire
Instead of being subjected to this,
A E A E
Well, blame your partner direct that flack at your partner
A E B7
Though yes, I?ll accept I?m the focus of your ire.
A E A E
Gail and Sonya have gone down town on a hen night
A E B7 E
And they won?t be back until daylight, one assumes.
verse 2
E
This is like a dream you?ve dreamed you?d dream about one night
This is where you never want to be,
A E A E
Hold your horses we might play one you?ll relate to
A E B7
A song you could even gyrate to in a while.
A E A E
Ooh baby ? sue the dating agency maybe
A E B7
They should have sent you Robert of Blaby, in his Merc (Blaby?s in Leicestershire).
Intro
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Home sweet home Facebook, Gogglebox, wine
F# E B E
Who?s Stuart Boam, and why?s he swimming in brine?
verse 3
E
Yes, of course I realise now we?re not your cup of tea
Even worse it?s late and you?re still here,
A E A E
Mine?s a pint of Thatcher?s Entirely Blameless
A E B7
And we shall forever be nameless, you and I.
A E A E
Gail and Sonya, I think may have played a joke on ya
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So by way of small consolation I decree: ? your ordeal is over here.