Funny

[D]I know she doesn't play the f[Em]ield     [D]
 But she li[Em]kes to know the str[D]ength of the team    [Em]         [D]
 She says she doesn't like my st[Em]yle     [D]
 But I lo[Em]ved her in my own f[D]ashion
 Kept her u[Em]nder wraps
 Planted l[D]ots of verbal traps
 But she won't be gone for l[G]ong     [Em]
 Nothing go[D]od ever comes of a bad mood
[G] And when she comes h[Em]ome

 She'll kick up some dust
 And a[G]sk me what's wrong[D]

 She's a funny kind of g[C]irl     [D]
 Set s[C]ail in a ship in a b[D]ottle
 She's a funny kind of g[C]irl     [D]
 Do the Sw[C]iss fa[D]ke it when the yodal
 She's a funny kind of g[A]irl     [G]             [D]

 [D]I know her face so w[Em]ell        [D]
 Although the co[Em]lor of her eyes
 Esc[D]apes me for the moment
 So Ill s[Em]end out the spies
 To h[D]assle her at home
 And all the w[Em]ords to the wise
 And the w[D]ise to the words I say
 Th[G]ough her embr[Em]ace
 Is like b[D]eing short-changed

 Or under-charged
 [G]I'll never rev[Em]isit the scene of the crime
 Where I've seen you cry[G]ing with glee[D]

 She's a funny kind of g[C]irl     [D]
 Give bad dir[C]ections to a drunken s[D]ailor
 He ended up in the h[C]ills       [D]
 And s[C]he ended up
 In the wro[D]ng hands
 She's a funny kind of g[A]irl     [G]             [D]

[G]    [D]    [G]    [D]    [G]    [Em]    [D]     [G]    [Em]   [G]    [D]

 I'll stick out my n[F#m]eck
 And I'll r[G]aise the heavy h[D]ead of importance
 [F#m]And when the c[G]ap fits I'll w[D]ear it
 But if I k[Em]new what made c[D]arpets fly
 I wouldn't be s[Em]itting here
 Twiddling my th[D]umbs in applause
 I'd thr[Em]eadbare my soul
 And whe[D]edle my way
 Into o[Em]ther people's li[G]ves
 And out of my o[D]wn
 [G]  [D]   [G]   [D]   [G]   [D]   [A]   [D]   [G]   [D]   [G]   [D]   [G]   [D]   [A]   [Em]    [D]

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