Verse 1
D - A - Em - G
In bed, she's wondering,
Why loud music plays from below.
Instead of drudgery,
Should I be living on my own?
In my own feline home.
Bridge
D - A - G - Em
I'd give 'em shelter,
plenty milk for 'em to drink.
There'd be Bacharach a playin,
Not this God infernal din.
And that time won't mean that much to me,
I'll take it on the chin.
Verse 2
Back late and stumbling.
She calls those who know her too well.
Black tongue, from red wine.
Should I be living on my own?
In my own feline home.
Bridge
I'd give 'em shelter,
Plenty milk for 'em to drink.
There'd be Bacharach a playin,
Not this god infernal din.
And that time won't mean that much to me,
I'll take it on the chin.
Chorus
G - Em
Oh... Give over girl.
Oh... What's done is done.
Oh... Give over girl.
Oh... You're more than loved.
Verse 3
Her place is ugly.
The smell of a damp caravan.
But mind is lovely.
Should I be living on my own?
In my own feline home.
Bridge
Chorus (X2)
Outro
D - A - Em -G
Been there, done that,
Had a blast.
But seriously, you're holding me back.
Oh... I know.
