Title: My Baby Don’t Tolerate Artist: Lyle Lovett G A friend of mine, he said to me, a skinny girl is a misery I shook my head because I knew he couldn’t be right Bb C That’s when I thought back to just last night G When I got home, it was maybe a little late There was nary a crumb on nary a plate There was no martini, no glass or grape Bb C It was then I sought to contemplate Chorus G Bb C Some things my baby don’t tolerate, no G Bb C My baby don’t tolerate, no G Bb C G My baby don’t tolerate from me I said hello honey, how have you been She said what could you possibly be doing until half past ten And not being completely insensitive I could tell my ship had run aground Cause when I puckered up she puckered down Chorus Solo Now a small more ordinary man might not appreciate the guidance of a good woman that truly loves him He might drift in despair during the ignorant, dumb misdoings of his dirty daily existence But that’s not me nosiree I’m proof that true love will set you free Chorus Chorus