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Close your legs, open your mind Leave those compliments well behind
Dig a little deeper into yourself And you may find
Come on over here just sit right down Needn't comb your hair, needn't pout or frown
I hear you've turned our young men Into dribbling clowns
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
Make their day and go ahead Remove your clothes lie on their bed
Just a last gasp chance or an outside bet To the easily led
And before you do just what you do Here's one thought for you to chew
The men who run the business that you sell They screw you too
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
You're just another 365 night stand But you're so handy, you're so handy You cheapen and you nasty every woman in this land But you're so handy, you're so handy
Your picture's hanging pretty on the squaddies' walls You're Steven's, Andy's, you're Ian's, you're Paul's
You're body's thought of fondly in the rugby mauls But you want more
You name is always mentioned in the jokes he cracks Your Coach and Horses and your Wool-Packs
Your poses turn the passive into maniacs But you want more
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
36 D - So what (D) so what Is that all that you've got?
He was trying to save his job
He was, he was trying to save his job
Original is played in F#-Major!
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