Intro: F Bb

F                Bb
I know where the summer goes
            F
When you're having no fun
           Bb
When you're under the thumb
F                Bb
I know where the summer dwells
         F
If your underarm smells
         Bb                 C     Bb Am Gm
And your kitchen looks like hell


F                Bb
I know where the summer goes
          F                        Bb
If you're scraping a pot, and your head is hot
F                            Bb
Put your head down, put your thumbs up girl
         F
With the smell of hot desk
        Bb               C   Bb
And the glitter of your step
       Am            Gm           Bb
He was right, he was right, he's a guru of the city
                     C      Bb
No one told the city councillors


F               Bb
I know, you can tell me again
            F
I've got my mobile phone
           Bb
Is full of silicon chips
F               Bb
No one likes a smart arse But
            F
I've seen a pattern emerge
       Bb              C    Bb
I will race you up the hill
          Am           Gm              Bb
Where the boy who made records out of postcard messages
                               C         Bb
And flowering cherries rain on kids like you

(Solo)


F                 Bb
Look twice at the kid with the crimped
        F
And overheated hair
           Bb
They ran a book on his looks
F               Bb
Odds on was the noble pose and
        F                      Bb           C   Bb
And the denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour
        Am             Gm
But the boy came from nowhere to
 Bb                                      C       Bb
Steal the hearts of lassies in the lavvies of the club tonight

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