Intro: D F#m Em F#m x2 D F#m Em The temptation is all to great F#m D And now its gone and its all to late F#m Em I tried and I tried but I never applied F#m D Any of the morals that I wish I had (Same structure for verses) You wait 50 whole weeks Through all of your hides and all of your seeks When the time finally arrives It dawns on me that your attention derives D From the girlfriend that you left at home D Sitting in the living room all alone D F#m You hate the suntan D F#m D And you cant stand to be around the short sleeved man F#m Em And the gaggle of girls that are singing too loud F#m Because they do my head in D F#m D You hate the tattoos and you cant handle the skinheads F#m D The ones who cannot handle their booze F#m Em F#m They're making you scared to be proud Em F#m Why's that not allowed (Same chord pattern) If you bide your time and you stand there and you wait in line It wont be long before her sarong is lying on your bedroom floor But what about the girlfriend that you left at home Sitting in the living room all alone You hate the suntan And you cant stand to be around the short sleeved man And the groups of girls who are singing dead loud Because they do my head in You hate the tattoos and you cant handle the skinheads The ones who cannot handle their booze They're making you scared to be proud From the girlfriend that you left at home Sitting in the living room all alone You hate the suntan And you cant stand to be around the short sleeved man And the gaggle of girls who are singing too loud Because they do my head in You hate the tattoos and you cant handle the skinheads The ones who cannot handle their booze And they're making you scared to be proud Why is that not allowed