G A7 G F# Yell help, too many cooks and a bird in the bush, yell help G A7 Yell help, if your mirror busts and your cat gets cussed, G F# Yell help E `Cause down the road you find someone else D C G/B G/A G Who's looking E C Down the road you find another sweet lady cooking A7 So I gotta yell help Yell help, some shelter from the storm like the travel agent warned Yell help, if you can help your superstitions they gonna keep you warm Because down the road you find someone else who's looking Down the road you seen another sweet lady cooking So i gotta yell help A#m I wish tonight wasn't Wednesday night A#m7 D#m G#/D# D#m I wish it wasn't the thirteenth of July, yell help G# G#7 And you're looking at the guy whose eyes can't deny C# D# C#/G# G# That he wishes he were somewhere else tonight D7 Well I met this woman down in New Orleans Lord she built just like a dream A7 Even wore stockings that had seams A7 G/B Cm6 7/C# And she was ugly B7 Now hell I don't mind women of her kind E7 I'll even pay sometimes for a woman that's E7 D/F# Gm6 E7/G# Ugly D7 She built like a steamroller Just the kind to mow you over anytime A7 Hey the moment might arrive On bourbon street Well the ugliest woman you'll ever meet A7 G/B Cm6 A7/C# But she's mine all mine and she's ugly | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A7 A#m C Cm C# Cm6 D D# D#m D7 E E7 F# G Gm G G# Gm6 G#7 B B7 |