G Bm
Oh boy
G Bm
where have I put my keys?
G Bm
I've looked in my pocket
G Bm
behind the newspaper
G Bm
and underneath the remote control
G Bm
and I cannot find where I put it again
Oh boy
I cannot find my keys
I'm far too late
The door is open now
a taxi is waiting there
B phone keeps ringing
I am definitely not going to
pick it up
'Cause
when I grow up
I'm gonna get those fancy keyrings
that you whistle at
and they whistle right back
at you