Karen

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[Em]   [D]  I just want some affection
     I just want some affection
     I don't want no hoochie-coochie mama
     No back door woman
     No queen street sex thing
     I want a tiger on bended knees
     With all the kindness of the japanese

     I just want some affection
     Wish I heard voices
     Wish I was a telephone              [G]                [A]

[Em]   [D]  Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah yeah
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     I said yeah, oh Karen

[Em]   [D]  I know this girl,
     This very special girl
     And she works in a library yeah
     Standing there, behind the counter
     Willing to help
     With all the problems
     That I encounter

     Helps me find Hemingway
     Helps me find Genet
     Helps me find Brecht
     Helps me find Chandler
     Helps me find James Joyce
     She always makes the right choice

     She's no queen
     She's no angel
     Just a peasant from the village
     She's my god, she's my god
     She's my G.O.D., she's my god, yeah, yeah,
     She's my G.O.O.D, yeah
     She's my god now
     Oh she's my god now, yeah

     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah yeah

     Oh yeah, oh Karen

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     And she stands there, in the library
     Like a nun in a church does...
     Like a nun in a church does...
     She stands there all alone...

[Em]   [D]  'cos she gives me something that
     I just can't get now anywhere else
     'cos the girls that I see walking around
     Yeah the ones I see walking on the street
     Are so damn damn damn damn damn damn cold
     'cos they must have Eskimo blood in their veins
     And the one that I want
     I just can't see
     I can't see her there
     I can't see anywhere
     All right...

     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen yeah yeah
     Karen
     Karen Karen Karen
     Karen Karen Karen