Intro
C# A#m Fm
He was a bore, a true chore and I still wonder why I ever wanted to see him more
F# G# C#
I know it is useless to complain all these years after, well...
G#
Thanks for asking now I'm fine
C# A#m Fm
I should have muffled my obsession but I was all too pure
F# G# C# G#
And so blindly sure that he'd always have the satisfying hug I needed
C#
Stay just a little bit more
A#m
Don't let my heart turn sore
C#
Stay just a little bit more
A#m G# F#
Don't let my heart turn sore
He was kind, polite and divine in public, tender as a sleepy child
But when we got slightly more intimate it wasn't that bright
Yes he was kind, polite, sound and sublime, in theory
But in practice believe me, there was a nasty fire burning
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
A G# C#m
And when my curves came into play
A
Oh what a hopeles tumbling down
G# C#m
When his desire was stuck in plaster
A B C#
I was young but I believed in no tales!
A#m C# A#m G# F#
Sit in the desert of the bed I looked hard for an oasis
But all I could find was a dead camel in pieces
And I got so scared I tried to lure him back to bed
Whispered "stay just a little bit more"
But now I'm grateful to the camel
Because all the lazy boy could do was RUN, then I knew for sure
That he would never be the satisfying shag I needed, no no no
Think its pretty right not sure.
didnt bother to do the outro :)
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