Play this with a capo on 2nd fret. INTRO E5 E5 Well I talk to my son until I'm blue in the face, A5 A5 He's a rock n' roll bum , a family disgrace. E5 He lays around the house, smokes dope and masturbates, A5 B5 E5 Tell me son, what do you want to be? E5 Well your a worthless young s*** as i've ever seen, A5 A5 You know there's much more to life then a c*** magazine. E5 I'll send you to college, you can earn your degree, A5 B5 E5 A5 E5 Tell me son what do you want to be? A5 E5 A5 E5 Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. A5 E5 KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight, A5 B5 E5 Seems like a good job for me. E5 Well I spoke to my wife, I said what can be done, A5 A5 With this highly offensive excuse for a son? E5 He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts, A5 B5 E5 Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf. E5 I went up to his room , didn't bother to knock, A5 A5 I said 'Son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your cock.' E5 You're a livin' breathin' insult to society, A5 B5 E5 Tell me son what do you want to be? A5 E5 A5 E5 Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. A5 E5 KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight, A5 B5 E5 Seems like a good job for me. E5 Well I was proud of my son, he had earned his degree, A5 He's a geniune doctor of gynecology. E5 He's got an office and a nurse and patients galore, A5 B5 E5 Who could ask for anything more? E5 Dad, I ain't got a damn thing to be thankful for, A5 I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door. E5 They all smell like tuna fish, and they s*** on the floor, A5 B5 E5 To tell the truth, IT'S A BIG F***IN' BORE! A5 E5 A5 E5 I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. A5 E5 KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight, A5 B5 E5 It aint all that it's cracked up to be. A5 E5 A5 E5 I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. A5 E5 KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight, A5 B5 A5 E5 It aint all that it's cracked up to be.
