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