Verse
A D
She's gonna hand you a red-headed Gabriel,
A E
Coming from the bar in a plastic tie.
A D
He's gonna swing from the Tree of Life.
A E
He's gonna try to sell you on a great big lie.
[Chorus]
D
But when you speak to her,
E
Her eyes light up.
A F#m
The music spills right into your cup.
D E
The minstrels play and the waitress brings ice.
A
There are pies on a carousel.
F#m
Have a slice.
D
But watch out.
E N.C. A N.C.
She ain't no good for you.
[Verse 2]
A D
He's gonna spin like the tractor pull.
A E
She'll sit back when he tells his tale.
A D
He's gonna yell when he drinks his beer.
A E
She'll sit back and drink ginger ale.
[Chorus]
D
But when you speak to her,
E
Her eyes light up.
A F#m
The music spills right into your cup.
D E
It's so abrupt and it's so concise.
A
There are pies on a carousel.
F#m
Have a slice.
D
But watch out.
E A F#m
She ain't no good for you.
D
I say watch out.
E N.C. A
She ain't no good for you.
[Guitar Solo] (haven't quite got that yet sorry)
[Chorus]
D E
She'd like to put you in her zoo,
A F#m
Right between the canaries and the cockatoos.
D
She'll pull out your feathers
E
For her brand new hat,
A
And when she's done that
F#m
She'll feed you to her cat.
D
So watch out.
E A F#m
She ain't no good for you.
D
Watch out.
E A F#m
She ain't no good for you.
D
Watch out.
E N.C. A Cadd9 A E A
She ain't no good for you.