"Ten Cent Blues"
C#apo 1st fret. G, Am, C
G#
Dear orthodox,
A#m
I can't control my feelings,
C#
And who hit me?
A#m
I just might be
C#
Coming round the bush
C# A#m
And my stilts, they began cracking
C#
Subsequently pushed
G#
And I looked to see that it was she
A#m
Just some abandoned little crook like me
C# A#m
Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
C#
This was the ending, please
G# A#m
Oh, whoa...
C# A#m
I was attached on bended knee
C#
But I declined my leave
G#
But who could blame
A#m
A# fraction of her being?
C# A#m
She is cheesy, she is scrawny
C#
With her uncanny styling
C# A#m
I'm teasing, she is pleasing
C#
She just has no wit
G#
And I'm sorry I don't have her face
A#m
And I'm probably gonna lose this race
C# A#m
There is no doubt she's such a mouse
C#
With such an abstract grace
G# A#m
Oh, whoa...
C# A#m
There is no cure, I am sure
C#
For these ten cent blues
G#
And then she chose to dissect me
A#m
And I was casted into poverty
C# A#m
But I did not agree with her
C#
She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
C# G#
But I don't care if I'm granted
A#m
For all these things
C# A#m
If I were one among this crowd
C#
Would you call that defeat?
G# A#m
In a way it's making me crazy
G# A#m
In a sense that it's making me stronger
G# A#m
A# likely chance, and it's probably proven
G# A#m
In the end we'll all walk away
A#m G#
Shaking hands on the doormat
G# A#m
I salute you, sir
C# A#m
A# stranger and a happy fit
A#m C#
I'm glad I'm part of it
C# A#m A#mG
And that I saw it all