B5               F#5              C#5
E | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | 
B | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | 
G | --------------- | --------------- | --------------- | 
D | --4-4-6-4-6-4-- | --------------- | ---6-6-8-6-8-6- | 
A | --2-2-2-2-2-2-- | -4-4-6-4-6-4--- | ---4-4-4-4-4-4- | 
E | --------------- | -2-2-2-2-2-2--- | --------------- | 


Intro: B5  F#5  B5  F#5  (2x)

B5                         F#5
Look at the kid from school
               B5                      F#5
He?s teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool
              B5                    F#5
He?s changing fashion, the way he dress
    B5                             F#5
The tracksuits are old, and the hoody?s way too moody
       Eb5          Bb5
For a kid with the will to funk
    B5        F#5              C#5
He dances in secret; he?s a part-time punk

B5                        F#5
She?s getting off the plane
               B5                      F#5
She wants to write a thesis on the population underprivileged
     B5                   F#5
The kids fighting up the lane
      B5
Shop lifting, just drifting
          F#5
Like The Switchblade And The Cross
                 Eb5                 Bb5
But if there?s trouble she?s got the moves
       B5           F#5         C#5
She?s taking an elementary class in Kung fu

   B5                    F#5
I left my washing in the launderette
         B5                             F#5
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
           B5
That when I see my washing
     Eb5           Bb5           B5              F#5
The black will be grey and the white will be grey
          C#5
But the blues are still blue

B5                      F#5
I?m crying out for my mum
         B5                         F#5
If the malady don?t go away we?re in a little trouble
       B5                F#5
With the boss of the company
      B5                       F#5
I?m a singer, a swinger I?m a layabout but laying on
   Eb5            Bb5
The dock in the lazy sun
     B5             F#5       C#5
Will never quite relegate me to a bum

   B5                    F#5
I left my lady in the launderette
         B5                             F#5
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
           B5
That when I see my lady
     Eb5           Bb5            B5              F#5
The black will be white and the white will be black
          C#5
But the blues are still blue

Solo: B5  C#5
      B5  F#5  B5  F#5  B5
      E5  D#5  B5  F#5  C#5

B5                 F#5
Baby, I love your face
            B5
I?ve been creeping round this town because?
        F#5
Well, creeping?s just my way
           B5                   F#5
But with a little wink I?ll be there
          B5                             F#5
I?ll be excited for a week, but then excitement starts to fade
            Eb5                 Bb5
I know your young, but you?re out of touch
       B5              F#5         C#5
You?re French, your vocabulary?s not quite formed

   B5                       F#5
I left my homework in the launderette
        B5                              F#5
I got a letter from my mamma which my stoopid dog has ate
              B5
I hid behind the fence
               Eb5     Bb5             B5        F#5
Here comes the deputy head with the bark of a bulldog
         C#5
He?s not making much sense

   B5                 F#5
I left my lady in the launderette
         B5                             F#5
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
           B5
That when I see my lady
     Eb5           Bb5            B5              F#5
The black will be white and the white will be black
          C#5
But the blues are still blue