Tom: G
Introdução:
G
A friend of mine, he said to me, a skinny girl is a misery
G
I shook my head cause I knew he couldn't be right
Bb C
That's when I thought back to just last night
G
When I got home, it was maybe a little late
G
There was ne'r a crumb on ne'r a plate
G
There was no martini, no glass of grape
Bb C
It was then I sought to contemplate
*On the word "tolerate" in the chorus for the first 2 lines, it's hard to tell
G Bb C
Some things my baby don't tolerate, no
G Bb C
My baby don't tolerate, no
G Bb C G
My baby don't tolerate from me
I said hello honey, how have you been