Am           F           Dm   G
Used to be a major scale 
Am           F           Dm   G
But the melody went stale
Am        F       Dm     G
Musical cacophony let
Am           F      Dm    G
Eensy Weensy spider free

You're a rich little boy
Who's had to work for his toys
You've got all the sensibilities
Of an upper class guy

Am     C        F         G
No I'm not your little slave
Am         C         F          G
No I don't twist and turn that way
Am       C          F     G
Only got bad things to say
Am                  C        G           F
You're always asking what is up, up with me

Am               C        F     
Could never tell you what happened
   G            C    G    Am
The day I turned seventeen
C             G                      Am
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen
C G F     C   G   Am
Seventeen, seventeen

(same chords as verse 1)

Oh, you are embarrassed of me
Cos I use my tongue freely
Bet you wish I couldn't speak
Cos when I do, you know
I tell you why you're being weak
You want a hassle free life
Go get your upper class wife
Oh, she's got all the personality
Of a lemon that has been
Truly sucked dry

You teach me how to behave
I felt you question the way
I was brought up as a baby
Well you don't know fuck about my family

Could never tell you what happened
The day I turned seventeen
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen
Seventeen, seventeen

C          G           Am
Never fell down like a princess
C          G           Am
I used to kid myself in this stress
C          G           F
That it was just how things
C       G     Am
Were meant to be
C       G    Am   C  G Am
Oh, seventeen, seventeen.

(original last verse)
Never fell down like a princess
But at least I picked myself up like a queen