Funny
Ton : DEnglish
DI know she doesn't play the fEmield D
But she liEmkes to know the strDength of the team Em D
She says she doesn't like my stEmyle D
But I loEmved her in my own fDashion
Kept her uEmnder wraps
Planted lDots of verbal traps
But she won't be gone for lGong Em
Nothing goDod ever comes of a bad mood
GAnd when she comes hoEmme
She'll kick up some dust
And aGsk me what's wrongD
She's a funny kind of gCirl D
Set sCail in a ship in a bDottle
She's a funny kind of gCirl D
Do the SwCiss faDke it when the yodal
She's a funny kind of gAirl G D
DI know her face so wEmell D
Although the coEmlor of her eyes
EscDapes me for the moment
So Ill sEmend out the spies
To hDassle her at home
And all the wEmords to the wise
And the wDise to the words I say
ThGough her embrEmace
Is like bDeing short-changed
Or under-charged
GI'll never revEmisit the scene of the crime
Where I've seen you cryGing with gleeD
She's a funny kind of gCirl D
Give bad dirCections to a drunken sDailor
He ended up in the hCills D
And sChe ended up
In the wroDng hands
She's a funny kind of gAirl G D
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I'll stick out my nF#meck
And I'll rGaise the heavy hDead of importance
F#mAnd when the cGap fits I'll wDear it
But if I kEmnew what made cDarpets fly
I wouldn't be sEmitting here
Twiddling my thDumbs in applause
I'd thrEmeadbare my soul
And wheDedle my way
Into oEmther people's liGves
And out of my oDwn
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