Beautiful South - Song For Whoever, аккорды

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I Love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
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I love you in the songs, I write and sing
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Love you because, you put me in the rightful place
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And I love the PRS checks, that you bring
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Cheap, never cheap
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I'll sing the songs 'till you're asleep
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When you've gone upstairs I'll creep
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And write it all down
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Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane
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I wrote so many songs about you
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I forget your name (I forget you name)
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Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
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Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
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I forget your name
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I love you from the bottom of my pencil case
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I love the way you never ask me why
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I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
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And I love you 'till my fountain pen runs dry
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Deep so deep,
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The number one I hope to reap
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Depends upon the tears you weap,
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So cry lovely cry, cry
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Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue
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You made me so much money,
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I wrote this song for you
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Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
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Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
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Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue
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You made me so much money,
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I wrote this song for you
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Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
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Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
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So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
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Turned her grief into glory
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So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
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Turned her grief into glory
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Late at night, by the typewriter light
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She ripped his ribbon to shreds
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Late at night, by the typewriter light
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She ripped his ribbon to shreds
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So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
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Turned her grief into glory
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So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
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Turned her grief into glory
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Late at night, by the typewriter light
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She ripped his ribbon to shreds
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Late at night, by the typewriter light
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She ripped his ribbon to shreds
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I wrote this song for you