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