Intro
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F# A
Here she comes, clothes packed in her suitcase.
Here she comes, wearing maku-up upon her face.
Here she comes, always looking on the bright side.
Here she comes, sucking on my good side
F# A E
She said to me no-one cares and I've a good idea why.
F# A E
If I said that I did care, then it would be a lie.
F# A E D
No-one cares about you and I've a good idea why.
Good idea why
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Good idea why
D
Good idea why
Here she comes, knocking upon my door.
Just the same you'd think by now she'd know the score.
Here she comes, looking for a free ride.
Here she comes, sucking on my good side
(repeat verse G and chorus)
F#
Here she comes (4x)
A
Here she comes
F#
Here she comes
A
Here she comes