F9 
I never got a grip on penmanship 
                                 Bb 
Could never make the small  L's  flow 
F9 
Seldom found the trick to arith-a-metic 
                  Bbmaj7 
Three plus two be mo' pas 
 
    Bbmaj7      C 
But ask for some palm trees 
   Bbmaj7        C 
Or tales from the South Seas 
      Bbmaj7     C         F 
And I just might turn your head 
 
 
I never had the clout to knock one out 
But hitting was the name of my game 
Standing on third as the coaches conferred 
Close to my first claim to fame 
 
Just give me the steal sign 
And I'll make home plate mine 
And I just might turn some heads 
 
Bb7                          F 
Sometimes I may get a little drastic 
Bb7                              F 
Sometimes I just let my feelin's show 
Bb7                      F 
Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic 
G                                   C 
Most times that's the way the story goes 
 
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Now I now this Joe down in Mexico 
He went there to work on his tan 
For years he's been plugged into blenders and songs 
They call him the Twelve Volt Man 
 
He don't need no charge card 
Just give him a Die Hard 
And he'll makes sparks fly 'round your head 
 
Oh just ask for some palm trees 
Or tales from the South Seas 
And I'll make sparks fly 'round your head 
 
'Round your head 
In your head (7 times) 
In your head...