Intro
F# Fm
[Verse 1]
Fm A#m G#
I pulled your pants off in the back of a Corsair
F# Fm
And you looked at me like your father was there
A#m G#
And shrugged your shoulders when you’d had enough
You said you’d done this before
A#m C# G#
But I can tell a bluff when it’s there!
D# A#m
Now you’re shouting me up the stairs
C# G#
And your father’s too old to care
D# A#m
And you take off your own underwear
C#
Because we’re running a family.
F# Fm
[Verse 2]
Fm
The miracle of life
A#m G#
What have we done?
F# Fm
We made a baby from a bottle of rum
A#m G#
Doctor waved her at me saying “This child’s drunk!”
A#m C#
She fell asleep in hospital woke up in the slum
G# D# A#m
And I’m sad when this beautiful girl calls me Dad
A#m C# G#
And she’s always too good to be bad
D# A#m
But I have to get drunk to be glad
C#
That I’m running this family.
[Instrumental]
F# Fm A#m G# F# Fm A#m G#
[Verse 3]
A#m G# F# C# A#m
She looks more like you than you did
G#
And I won’t be surprised
C# G#
If some day soon
C# G#
Some great baboon
C# G#
Will spend all afternoon
C# G#
Teaching baby new tunes
C# G#
With his trousers still strewn on my couch
D# A#m
When they kissed I almost said “Ouch!”
C# G#
And she said “Me and Dwain are goin’ out.”
D# A#m
But if she keeps up that pitiful pout
C#
She will be running this family
[Outro]
F# Fm G# Fm D# G# F# Em