Verse
A# F Dm7 D# Cm
The lecture halls we filled in the Fall fell through.
A# F Dm7 D# Cm
The pedagogue in me asked, "What have you read lately?"
A# F Dm7 D#
G# pleasantry the blonde in you responded to...
[Chorus]
Dm7 Cm Gm A# G# D#
You won't go into the half of it, so I'm going to
Dm7 Cm A# G# D#
nitpick. The exegesis comes quick to whoever's less sorry now.
A# F D#m (low)
I've forgotten you've a right to be rotten
A# F D#m (low)
With the killer instincts of an old flame who's slain you.
A# Cm Dm7 D#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
[Verse 2]
A# F Dm7 D# Cm
Disgusted by the rust on a voice that you never use...
A# F Dm7 D# Cm
How could you expect your Jesuit sect to play here?
A# F Dm7 D#
The fake book dates back to Iberia.
[Chorus]
Dm7 Cm Gm A# G# D#
You won't go into the half of it, so I'm going to
Dm7 Cm A# G# D#
nitpick. The exegesis comes quick to whoever's less sorry now.
A# F D#m (low)
I've forgotten you've a right to be rotten
A# F D#m (low)
With the killer instincts of an old flame who's slain you.
A# Cm Dm7 D#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
[Bridge]
D#maj7 C G
D#maj7 C# C G
[Verse 3]
A# F Dm7 D# Cm
What will you burn for warmth? Will you keep a husband this season?
A# F Dm7 D# Cm
Who could take you on?
A# F Dm7 D#
Itinerant as the day is long...
[Chorus]
Dm7 Cm Gm A# G# D#
You won't go into the half of it, so I'm going to
Dm7 Cm A# G# D#
nitpick. The exegesis comes quick to whoever's less sorry now.
A# F D#m (low)
I've forgotten you've a right to be rotten
A# F D#m (low)
With the killer instincts of an old flame who's slain you.
A# Cm Dm7 D#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
A# Cm Dm7 D#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
A# Cm Dm7 D#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.