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Chords: C, F, G7
Now I [C]don't want you folks to misconstrue what [F]I'm about to say to
you,
But I'm [C]gonna tell you about the [G7]women in my [C]life.
Now I [C]know some gals who are real refined, but I [F]always seem to get
the other kind,
And [C]maybe that's why I've [G7]never found a [C]wife.
Now I [C]used to know a gal in Crew, she was [F]five foot two and eyes of
blue,
And, well [C]she told me [G7]that her name was [C]Lotty,
But I [C]think she was funny in the head 'cause she [F]used to sleep under-
neath the bed,
Her [C]parents thought she [G7]was a little [C]potty.
But I [C]kind of liked the way she'd smile so I [F]went around with her for
a while,
And I [C]kind of thought of [G7]her as my bride to [C]be,
I [C]said, "You're the one girl in my life and I'd [F]like to have you for
my wife,"
She [C]said, "Now what would [G7]your wife do with [C]me?"
Chorus
Beware of [C]wild women, those [F]wild, wild women,
Those [C]wild, wild women a[G7]round.
Beware of [C]wild women, those [F]wild, wild women,
And [C]never ever [G7]let 'em get you [C]down.
One [C]day I met a movie star, she was [F]just getting out of her Rolls
Royce car,
And [C]she was all covered in [G7]diamonds and [C]mink.
Now I [C]kind of liked a gal with money, and [F]this one, well, she was a
real honey,
So I said, "[C]Maybe one day you and [G7]I could have a little [C]drink."
She [C]said, "You're just my kind of man." She [F]stuck a phone number in
my hand,
She said, "Now [C]phone me up next [G7]time that you're in [C]town."
I said, "Is [C]this your penthouse," she said, "No, it's the [F]fish and
chip shop down below,
But [C]you just phone me [G7]up and they'll call me [C]down."
Chorus
Now I was [C]in a Chelsea bar one day, and there was a [F]chap stood about
five feet away,
And we was [C]both admiring a [G7]girl about twenty-[C]one,
I [C]said, "You just can't help but stare at that [F]cute little chick with
the long blonde hair,"
He [C]said, "That chick just [G7]happens to be my [C]son."
I [C]said, "I didn't mean to offend, you [F]must let me make a mend,
I mean at [C]least let me [G7]buy you another [C]rum.
I said, "You [C]must think me an awful cad, I [F]didn't know you was his
dad."
He [C]said, "I'm not, you [G7]twit, I'm his [C]mom."
Chorus
And [C]never ever [G7]let 'em get you [C]dow-[F]ow-[C]ow-[G7]ow-[C]own.
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