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Intro
Em C Em C Em C G

Verse 1
Em              C      Em     C           Em            C     G
Well I met you, on the tube, and you were beautiful- in lubricant
Em              C       Em    C                 Em         C       G
With the boy, who drank soup, straight from the urn- and burnt his tongue

Cytgan/Chorus
 G                            C *              G      G            Em     C      G
So now you now how it feels, you know how it feels, to build your nest in bucket deals
G                            C *   G      G               Em         C       G
And there are three floors, three DJ?s, and I pinned you down in an easy frame


Verse 2- (same chords as verse 1)
Well the last swimmers, crawled up from the pool, looked at my beautiful belly and drewls
Well you should know, I am the real slim shady and Lady you are my natural home


Cytgan/Chorus- (Same lyrics and chords as before)


Verse 3- (Same chords as previous verses)
Well I was an auto-focus illuminater flashgun in aquamarine biology-blue spitting
out prints I printed you 
on photon-quality glossily greasy chip paper with a tortilla dip chaser and then
later I pinned you down

Cytgan/Chorus- (This time with no guitar just vocals...and symbal tapping)

Final Chorus
G               C *        G    G   Em      C      G      G
You win a grand in your hand every single Friday night, and you win a grand
C *        G    G    Em     C      G      G      Em   C       G
in your hand every single Friday night, every single Friday night