Tom: Em
F Em
[Verse 1]
Em Am G
I pulled your pants off in the back of a Corsair
F Em
And you looked at me like your father was there
Am G
And shrugged your shoulders when you’d had enough
You said you’d done this before
Am C G
But I can tell a bluff when it’s there!
D Am
Now you’re shouting me up the stairs
C G
And your father’s too old to care
D Am
And you take off your own underwear
C
Because we’re running a family.
F Em
[Verse 2]
Em
The miracle of life
Am G
What have we done?
F Em
We made a baby from a bottle of rum
Am G
Doctor waved her at me saying “This child’s drunk!”
Am C
She fell asleep in hospital woke up in the slum
G D Am
And I’m sad when this beautiful girl calls me Dad
Am C G
And she’s always too good to be bad
D Am
But I have to get drunk to be glad
C
That I’m running this family.
[Instrumental]
F Em Am G F Em Am G
[Verse 3]
Am G F C Am
She looks more like you than you did
G
And I won’t be surprised
C G
If some day soon
C G
Some great baboon
C G
Will spend all afternoon
C G
Teaching baby new tunes
C G
With his trousers still strewn on my couch
D Am
When they kissed I almost said “Ouch!”
C G
And she said “Me and Dwain are goin’ out.”
D Am
But if she keeps up that pitiful pout
C
She will be running this family
