Intro
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[Verse 1]
Am Dm C
I pulled your pants off in the back of a Corsair
A# Am
And you looked at me like your father was there
Dm C
And shrugged your shoulders when you’d had enough
You said you’d done this before
Dm F C
But I can tell a bluff when it’s there!
G Dm
Now you’re shouting me up the stairs
F C
And your father’s too old to care
G Dm
And you take off your own underwear
F
Because we’re running a family.
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[Verse 2]
Am
The miracle of life
Dm C
What have we done?
A# Am
We made a baby from a bottle of rum
Dm C
Doctor waved her at me saying “This child’s drunk!”
Dm F
She fell asleep in hospital woke up in the slum
C G Dm
And I’m sad when this beautiful girl calls me Dad
Dm F C
And she’s always too good to be bad
G Dm
But I have to get drunk to be glad
F
That I’m running this family.
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
Dm C A# F Dm
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 Dm
When they kissed I almost said “Ouch!”
F C
And she said “Me and Dwain are goin’ out.”
G Dm
But if she keeps up that pitiful pout
F
She will be running this family
[Outro]
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