The Wombats – Patricia The Stripper (Guitar)

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I did this the way I play it, so verse two is the same as verse one rather than varying. There wasn't any tabs up so I closed my eyes and jumped really.
A
She works downtown in an unmarked bar, flyin' 'round poles

                                    D
She always gave me the fright of my life

A
I didn't mean to get involved it was the alcohol

                            D
Mixed with an empty feeling inside

            Bm
It's such a bad idea

   D                      E
To fall in love with a 'lady of the night'

A 
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

                                 D
Why didn't God give her two left feet

Bm                D
Then she couldn't run away from me

A                             
Months go by and I'm alone in bed

                                                                D
While she's greasing up for when the businessmen and lawyers arrive

A
I've got to wear a beard, a suit and tie

                                               D
To get past the door if I want to see my girl tonight

        Bm
I go to all this effort

               D                   E
Just to see my fair Patricia going home with some other guy

A 
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

                                 D
Why didn't God give her two left feet

Bm                D
Then she couldn't run away from me

A 
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

                                 D
Why didn't God give her two left feet

Bm                D
Then she couldn't run away from me

Bm             D              A           E
She thinks I'm sad and that's alright

Bm              D                  A         E
But she doesn't hate me so there's my little alibi

Bm                      D                 A
I can't, I can't leave, I can't, I can't, I can't

         E              Bm                    
She's my coked up Botox girl

A         E
Patricia, Patricia

    A                                    D
Oh, Patricia the stripper you are my sunshine

    A                                    D
Oh, Patricia the stripper come on home tonight

    A                                    D 
Oh, Patricia the stripper you are my sunshine

    Bm            D                   A           
So why can't you come home with me tonight?