Em A G Doorman you got an attitude Em A G Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit Em A G You'd like nothing more than to break my face Em A G No rhythm no reason no colour or race You'd like to throw me out on the street It ain't my fault you can't read You look like a monkey scowling at me Well suck my banana, suck it with cream Chorus: Em C G/B G 'Cause all I wanna do Is get closer to you 'Cause all I wanna do Is make a mess out of you Promotion for you is to stamp my wrist If you're a good boy ya get the guest list Ya don't listen, don't think, no mind of your own Your job is prevention, but you just provoke Chorus - x3 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C Em G B |