A Theres a house on my street, and it looks real neat. F I'm the chap who lives in it. There's a tree on the sidewalk, there's a car by the door I'll go for a drive in it And when the wombat comes, he will find me gone He'll look for a place to sit Chorus: G C A D G My wife has burned the scrambled eggs. C A D G The dog's just bit my leg. C A D G My teen-aged daughter ran away. C A D A My fine young son has turned out gay. Cut off my fingers in the door of my car How could I do it? My wife is proud to tell me of her love affairs How could she do this to me? Chorus A G E B/A A G E B/A And it would be OK on any other day. And it would be OK on any other day. Throw down the morning papers and spill my tea I don't know what's wrong with me The cups and plates are in a conspiracy I'm covered in misery Chorus And it would be okay on any other day (Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you) And it would be okay on any other day (Happy birthday, dear daddy, happy birthday to you) | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C D E F G B |