Lighten Up, Morrissey 
 
E5                         D5  
She won't go out with me, no, she won't go out
         A5                 E5
Cause my intellect's paper thin
                          D5  
She won't go out with me, no, she won't go out
         A5                    E5 
Since my intellect's not like him
    G5                 E5
So, lighten up, Morrissey

She won't hang out with me, no, she won't hang out
'Til my biting wit bites like his
She won't hang out with me, no, she won't hang out
'Til my quick retort's quick as his
So, lighten up, Morrissey. Lighten up, lighten up

D5                   E5        
Lighten up, lighten up
A5                 E5
Lighten up, Morrissey (repeat)
 
She won't have sex with me, no, she won't have sex
'Less it's done with a pseudonym
She won't do sport with me, no, she won't do sport
Says it's way, way too masculine, look at him
So, lighten up, Morrissey. Lighten up, lighten up

Lighten up, lighten up...

I got comparisons coming out my ears
And she never can hit the pause
If only Morrissey weren't so Morrisseyesque
She might overlook all my flaws
So, lighten up, Morrissey

Lighten up, lighten up...

She won't dine out with me, no, she won't dine out
Says my t-bone steak is at fault
She won't dine out with me, no, she won't dine out
With a murderer, pass the salt

Lighten up, lighten up...




by: Jos? Duarte