intro: G#  B

G#                                              B
Here she comes, clothes packed in her suitcase.
Here she comes, wearing maku-up upon her face.
Here she comes, always looking on the bright side.
Here she comes, sucking on my good side

G#          B         F#
She said to me no-one cares and I've a good idea why.
G#          B         F#
If I said that I did care, then it would be a lie.
G#        B       F#                     E
No-one cares about you and I've a good idea why.
Good idea why 
G#
Good idea why
E
Good idea why

Here she comes, knocking upon my door.
Just the same you'd think by now she'd know the score.
Here she comes, looking for a free ride.
Here she comes, sucking on my good side

(repeat verse A and chorus)

G#
Here she comes (4x)
B
Here she comes
G#
Here she comes
B
Here she comes