Intro: B5  G#5  F#5  E5

B5                      G#5                            D#5
He was a bore, a true chore and I still wonder why I ever wanted to see him more
             E5                   F#5                       B5
I know it is useless to complain all these years after, well...
                  F#5
Thanks for asking now I'm fine
B5                        G#5                  D#5
I should have muffled my obsession but I was all too pure
    E5          F#5              B5                         F#5
And so blindly sure that he'd always have the satisfying hug I needed

B5
Stay just a little bit more
      G#5
Don't let my heart turn sore
B5
Stay just a little bit more
      G#5               F#5 E5
Don't let my heart turn sore

He was kind, polite and divine in public, tender as a sleepy child
But when we got slightly more intimate it wasn't that bright
Yes he was kind, polite, sound and sublime, in theory
But in practice believe me, there was a nasty fire burning
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore

G5           F#5                B5
And when my curves came into play
                             G5
Oh what a hopeles tumbling down
           F#5                 B5
When his desire was stuck in plaster
       G5            A5             B5
I was young but I believed in no tales!

( G#5  B5  G#5  F#5  E5 )

Sit in the desert of the bed I looked hard for an oasis
But all I could find was a dead camel in pieces
And I got so scared I tried to lure him back to bed
Whispered "stay just a little bit more"
But now I'm grateful to the camel
Because all the lazy boy could do was RUN, then I knew for sure
That he would never be the satisfying shag I needed, no no no