"Weird Al" Yankovic – She Never Told Me She Was A Mime (Guitar)

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   When we first met she seemed perfectly normal. I never dreamed she'd make my life so hard

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You see, my baby, she started to change, started lookin' kinda strange

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Wearin' all that white makeup and those black leotards

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Well, I guess she kept her little secret pretty well

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  Now, ever since I learned the horrible truth, you know my life has been a living hell, that's right, you see

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   She never told me she was a mime

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   She never told me she was a mime, oh no

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Actin' like she's trapped inside a big glass box all the time

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She never told me, she never told me whe was a...

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Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mime

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   I wish we both could just talk it all over, but my baby won't even make a sound

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Now she makes everybody sick, doin' that pantomime shtick

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Even our old friends have stopped coming around

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Well, my parents can't stand her and our neighbors hate her guts

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  She's really, really embarrassing me... this silent treatment's driving me nuts, you see...

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   She never told me she was a mime

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   She never told me she was a mime, oh no

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Actin' like she's trapped inside a big glass box all the time ... what a crime

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She never told me (she never told me) she never told me she was a mime

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   She walks against the wind everywhere we go

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   Stops at every corner, gotta put on a show

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   Carries 'round a picture of Marcel Marceau

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   Always the quiet type,   but how was I to know?

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   She never told me she was a mime

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   She never told me she was a mime, oh no

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Actin' like she's trapped inside a big glass box all the ti-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yime

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She never told me, she never told me whe was a mime

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   She never told me, she never told me

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   She never, she never told me she was a mime

              D                  B
   She never told me, she never told me

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   She never, she never told me she was a mime

              D                                     B
   She never told me, she never told me, she never told me, she never told me

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   She never, she never told me she was a mime

              D                                     B
   She never told me, she never told me, she never told me, she never told me

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   She never, she never told me she was a mime

              D               B              E                                           G D   G B   G E
   She was a mime, she was a mime, she was a Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mime