Intro: E5 F#5 E5 F#5 E5

E5                  C#5       B5
when the world, it shows me up
   E5             C#5      B5
my clothes, they show me up
  B5               E5
I never knew this before
          C#5        B5
my finest hour that I've ever known
E5             C#5           B5          D5
was finding a pound on the Underground

(same as first verse)
when my words came stumbling out
and then I went tumbling out
[I never believed/I've never been here] before
and the finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the Underground

    E5      A5      E5                  B5
and I keep hoping you are the same as me
    E5             A5           E5                     B5
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
   E5          A5    E5                 B5
we are who we are, what do the others know
    E5         A5              E5                 B5
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
D5
home

when the words came stumbling out of my mouth
and I went tumbling out [here, no no, no no]

but I keep hoping you are the same as me
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
we are who we are, what do the others know
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
oh, I'm going home

but I'll keep hoping you are the only one
yes, and I'll send you letters, oh, wouldn't it be such fun
oh, we are who we are, whatever the others say
but poetry is not for me, and much as I'd like to stay
oh, I just want to go home

you're, you're, you're too young
[should've been], you, you're, you're too young
[it should've been], you too, you're too, you're too young
[it should've been], you, you, you're too young
[you should've been, safer, saner]
[bribed the judge and then] sat down
ooh, you're, you're, you're too young