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Sleeping On The Job

Francis Rossi
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
 
 
She  saw me in a red top magazine
 And my number she found cleverly
I  thought "She's alright"
 She's so crazy ain't no topping her
 I found out there ain't no stopping her
 Baby say goodnight
She  kept saying "You're incredible"
Baby  baby
 My friends found her unacceptable
I  found out
 That she don't  like rules
 but she don't  mind making 'em
 She don't  like me and whatever  I do
 She spent  my money
 and its all  Fifth Avenue and shoes  and blues
 and "Who's been sleeping on the job"
 
 I got tired when she got physical
 a fat lip now I'm in medical
 maybe black is white
 All went wrong that ain't no miracle
 You can't get nowhere I'm cynical
 time to say goodnight
 She's now saying "You're unbearable"
 Baby baby
 My friends say she's unacceptable
 I found out
 That she don't like rules
 but she don't mind making 'em
 She don't like me and whatever I do
 She spent my money
 and its all Fifth Avenue and shoes and blues
 and "Who's been sleeping on the job"
 
 
 
 
 
 Now she don't like rules
 but she don't mind making 'em
 She don't like me and whatever I do
 She spent my money
 and its all Fifth Avenue and shoes and blues
 and "Who's been sleeping on the job"
 
 
 
 

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Readable chord sheet for Sleeping On The Job by Francis Rossi

[A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

 [A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

 [A]   [A]

[A]She saw me in a red top magazine

And my number she found cleverly
[G]I thought "She's [D]al[A]right"

She's so crazy ain't no topping her
I found out there ain't no stopping her
Baby say goodnight

[D]She kept saying "You're incredible"
[E]Baby baby [D]

My friends found her unacceptable
[E]I found [E7]out

That she d[D]on't like rules
but she d[A]on't mind making 'em
She d[D]on't like me and whate[A]ver I [E]do
She s[D]pent my money
and its a[A]ll Fifth Avenue and s[E]hoes and blues
and "Who's been sleeping on the j[A]ob"

  [A]    [D]   [E]   [D]

I got tired when she got physical
a fat lip now I'm in medical
maybe black is white

All went wrong that ain't no miracle
You can't get nowhere I'm cynical
time to say goodnight

She's now saying "You're unbearable"
Baby baby
My friends say she's unacceptable
I found out

That she don't like rules
but she don't mind making 'em
She don't like me and whatever I do
She spent my money
and its all Fifth Avenue and shoes and blues
and "Who's been sleeping on the job"

 [A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

 [A]   [A]   [Bm]   [Bm]

 [A]   [A]   [Bm]   [Bm]

 [A]   [A]   [Bm]   [D]

 [E]   [E]

Now she don't like rules
but she don't mind making 'em
She don't like me and whatever I do
She spent my money
and its all Fifth Avenue and shoes and blues
and "Who's been sleeping on the job"

 [A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

 [A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

 [A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

 [A]   [D]   [E]   [D]

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