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