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Unisex Chipshop

Bill Bailey
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 /  / x2
 I used  to buy my  chips from an oppressive  chip shop  regime.
 The girl who
 there, she seemed happy,
 But I knew  it was not what it seemed.
"Do  you want salt and vinegar?",  was what  they made her say,
 But in  the language of the ghetto,
 That means, "Help,  I'm a woman in chains"
 I wanted to free  her.
 In my dreams I would see  her.
 Running  naked  through the woods round Rainham,
 If I had some tigers  I'd train them.
 To protect  her
 From the sexual  fascism that was lurking,  round the gherkins
 /  /x2
 Yeah
 I'd lean  across the counter and  we would talk,
 I carved  the name "Debbie" on  a little wooden fork.
 But into  the shop came a skinhead  gang,
 They snatched  the fork from  my hand.
 Debbie,  she looked at me,  to assert my masculinity.
 I said  "Oi!", they said "What?",  I said "Nothing”

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Readable chord sheet for Unisex Chipshop by Bill Bailey

[G]       / [Cadd9]      / x2

I used[G] to buy my[Cadd9] chips from an o[G]ppressive chip [D]shop regime.    [Cadd9]

[G]                                          [D]                                The girl who
there, she seemed happy,

But I kn[Cadd9]ew it was not what it seemed.[G]

[Cadd9]"Do you want salt and vi[D]negar?", was wha[G]t they made her [Em7]say,

But in[Cadd9] the language of the ghett[D]o,

That means, "Hel[Cadd9]p, I'm a woman in chains[G]"       [Cadd9]

I wanted to fr[G]ee her.   [Cadd9]

In my dreams I would see[Am] her.

Run[Am/B]ning n[C]aked through the woods round Rainham,

If I had some ti[D]gers I'd train them.    [G]            [Cadd9]

To prote[G]ct her  [Cadd9]

From the se[Am]xual fascism that was lu[D]rking, round the gherkins  [G]

[G]        /[Cadd9]     /x2
Yeah

I'd l[G]ean across the counter a[Cadd9]nd we would talk,            [G]                          [Cadd9]

I [G]carved the name "Debbie" on[Cadd9] a little wooden fork.  [G]             [Cadd9]

But in[Cadd9]to the shop came a skinhead[D] gang,

They sna[G]tched the fork f[Em]rom my hand.

Debbie[Cadd9], she looked at me[D], to assert my m[G]asculinity.     [Em]

I said[Cadd9] "Oi!", they said [D]"What?", I said [G]"Nothing[Cadd9]”       [G]

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