Ben Folds Five – The Last Polka (Guitar)

          Dm                Gm                 Dm     (G#-A-E-F-C#-D-G#-A)
Well, she crept back in the house at half past three

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Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep

Dm   Am/E  F     F#dim  Gm
If   you   rea - lly    loved me she said

Am7        A7            Dm
I wouldn't have to be so mean

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He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer

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Sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor

     Dm   Am/E  F     F#dim  Gm 
It's ev - i -   dence of     what he was like

Bb
Sha la la, sha la la lo li

    C              F    F/G  F/A
The end is growing near

Bb
We're treading water now

    C                F      F/G  F/A
And holding back our tears

Bb
And the day is rising

      C           Dm   D/C    
We're sinking sha la la lo li

     Dm             Gm            Dm
In a minute it will all be coming down

         Dm              Gm             Dm
And they know it now but no one makes a sound

Dm   Am/E  F     F#dim  Gm
Such a     shame to     ruin this bright

Am   A7    Dm
Lazy sunny day

Bb
Sha la la, sha la la lo li

    C              F    F/G  F/A
The end is growing near

Bb
We're treading water now

    C                F      F/G  F/A
And holding back our tears

Bb
And the day is rising

      C           Dm   D/C    
We're sinking sha la la lo li

   Bbmaj7      Bbdim/Db                Dm   Bbdim/Db  Dm    (D-A-G#-G natural-F-D-A-G#-G natural-F-D-C)
My my,     the cruelest lies are often told without a word

   Bbmaj7      Bbdim/Db           Dm   A/C#  Dm      A/C#  Dm    Am Gm7
My my,     the kindest truths are of - ten   spoke - n,    nev - er heard

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She said, "You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth.

Dm                    Gm                      Dm
You can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you."

Dm  Am/E  F     F#dim  Gm7
He  said, "Well I      hate that it's come to this

    Am         A7              Dm    
But baby I was doing fine. How do you think

     Dm/C#          Dm/C         Dm/B
That I survived the other twenty-five before you?"

Bb
Sha la la, sha la la lo li

    C              F    F/G  F/A
The end is growing near

Bb
We're treading water now

    C                F      F/G  F/A
And holding back our tears

Bb
And the day is rising

      C           Dm   D/C    
We're sinking sha la la lo li