Tonalité : A major
Intro 1
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Am
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Verse 1
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His
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C
abs they were a banging her
So hard against the wall
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That out the side her wrinkled mouth
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Her false teeth they did fall
Verse 2
C
And by the way he dropped
her to the ground
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She guessed he would not call
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As he zipped his jeans, did not look back
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And wandered on down the hall
Verse 3
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Ugly's in the kitchen drinking,
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beauty's gone to bed
Clever's in his room thinking,
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D
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you got little me instead
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Lust is in the yard or garden,
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D
love is by the door
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Ain't nothing like a house party
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To remind you of the score
Verse 4
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Just as she was about to reach
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C
G
Am
C
The climax of her tale
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Ile cut her off with 'gotta go
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I left a tap running back in jail'
Verse 5
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And that story 'bout your mother
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May sound better told in brail
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Meanwhile try staying off the crack
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And I'll see you when
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C
I next need bail
Verse 6
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Ugly's in the kitchen drinking, beauty's
gone to bed
Clever's in his room thinking,
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you got little me instead
Lust is in the yard or garden, love
D
is by the door
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Ain't nothing like a house party
C
To remind you of the score
Verse 7
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D
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His fighting days were over
All over his boxers nose
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G
Rut he saw no love beyond the glove
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And those shiny, silky robes
Verse 8
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From a day when a champ would
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wear his name
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D
Emblazoned on the back of his clothes
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G
To this god forsaken party
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B
Where no one cares or no one knows
Verse 9
Em
Ugly's in the kitchen drinking,
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D
C
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beauty's gone to bed
Clever's in his room think
D
B
ing, you got little me instead
Em
Lust is in the yard or garden,
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love is by the door
D
Ain't nothing like a
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G
Am
C
house party
G
Am
C
To remind you of the score
Verse 10
Gm
She was SE17 alright
G
An d she wore it like a tattoo
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From the hatred of anything spicy
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To the hatred of anything new
Verse 11
G
C
And anyone who wears their postcode
G
Like a diamond encrusted shoe
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Whether they rich or
whether they poor
They're gonna get the post
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that's due
Verse 12
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Ugly's in the kitchen drinking,
beauty's gone to bed
C
G
Clever's in his room thinking,
D
G
you got little me instead
C
Lust is in the yard or garden,
love is by the door
G
Ain't nothing like a house party
D
To remind you of the score
Verse 13
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There ain't nothing like a house party
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Unite the workers with the glitterati
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The deadly dull with the arty tarty
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C
The cool chianti
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with the warm fruscatti
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C
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