C                       Am
  I nailed ducks to the wall
G C                       Am
   Kept my heart in dark ruins
   G     C                      Am
I built bungalows all over the hills
 G  C                   Am
Dunroamin, duncarin, dunlivin
G C                     Am
   Took my girl to the country
G     C                 Am
To sleep out under the moon
 C                      Am
Next thing she's going crazy
         C
        Women are like that kid
                  Am
        What the hell can you do?
G    C                     Am
She waits for the real Mr. Right to come
G   C                   Am
   Gently removing her heart
           F                        G
With his promises of real communication
        
        I saw a program about that on TV........
F#    F
Who's always picking up the tab
                                      C
Who built a bungalow for his mum and dad

Me.....
     F
Who took you out to all the shows
                               C
Who worked his fingers to the bone

Me....
                  G
While you were asleep
        
        It was me...I did
                      F#   F
I kept you in buttons and bows
        
        Christ all those clothes
                              C
So you could encourage this creep
 F#      F
With his   neat feet
           C
And his clean fingernails
 F#       F                 C
With his wise but twinkling eyes
        F                      C
He's a rock standing out in an ocean of doubt
                                 F
        Get movin', get off the road ya Goddam faggot
              G
And compromise
F#   F                       C
I'd like to go on with this bit of a song
F                     C
  Describing this schmuck
     F            G                        C
I'd like to go on,  but I'm going to throw up
                                                        Am
[Not in my rig you don't boy...get the hell out of here]