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