B7 Em C Oh yeah, I see the way you roll your eyes, the way your purse your lips Am G B7 Throw your stuff into a suitcase, put your hands upon your hips Em C I'm not moved by your evil glare, the way you toss your hair Am G B7 You make stupid accusations by which time I've lost the thread Em C Sometimes I wonder how it is you get to puss me off this much Am G B7 I may be heavier handed and I like the tender touch Em C You moan and groan about me staying out and drinking with the guys Am G B7 I bet I bring them home travelling all the time Chorus: Bm G A Something awfully wrong with this deal babe Bm G D A Any fool could see its true Em G A Can't you understand how I feel babe Bm G D A You got me, but all I got is you I guess I just don't have it in me, to keep you satisfied To be honest with you babe, I'm only in it for the ride And you may never bring yourself to take me as I am But in case you hadn't noticed, I don't give a fucking damn! | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am C D Em G Bm B7 |