Verse
G# D# Cm7 C# A#m
The lecture halls we filled in the Fall fell through.
G# D# Cm7 C# A#m
The pedagogue in me asked, "What have you read lately?"
G# D# Cm7 C#
F# pleasantry the blonde in you responded to...
[Chorus]
Cm7 A#m Fm G# F# C#
You won't go into the half of it, so I'm going to
Cm7 A#m G# F# C#
nitpick. The exegesis comes quick to whoever's less sorry now.
G# D# C#m (low)
I've forgotten you've a right to be rotten
G# D# C#m (low)
With the killer instincts of an old flame who's slain you.
G# A#m Cm7 C#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
[Verse 2]
G# D# Cm7 C# A#m
Disgusted by the rust on a voice that you never use...
G# D# Cm7 C# A#m
How could you expect your Jesuit sect to play here?
G# D# Cm7 C#
The fake book dates back to Iberia.
[Chorus]
Cm7 A#m Fm G# F# C#
You won't go into the half of it, so I'm going to
Cm7 A#m G# F# C#
nitpick. The exegesis comes quick to whoever's less sorry now.
G# D# C#m (low)
I've forgotten you've a right to be rotten
G# D# C#m (low)
With the killer instincts of an old flame who's slain you.
G# A#m Cm7 C#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
[Bridge]
C#maj7 A# F
C#maj7 B A# F
[Verse 3]
G# D# Cm7 C# A#m
What will you burn for warmth? Will you keep a husband this season?
G# D# Cm7 C# A#m
Who could take you on?
G# D# Cm7 C#
Itinerant as the day is long...
[Chorus]
Cm7 A#m Fm G# F# C#
You won't go into the half of it, so I'm going to
Cm7 A#m G# F# C#
nitpick. The exegesis comes quick to whoever's less sorry now.
G# D# C#m (low)
I've forgotten you've a right to be rotten
G# D# C#m (low)
With the killer instincts of an old flame who's slain you.
G# A#m Cm7 C#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
G# A#m Cm7 C#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.
G# A#m Cm7 C#m (high)
I just finished the book, and some of it's true.