She Cuts Hair

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She works 'cross the river from my house
Am                      Em
I work at getting to know her
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Over the bridge to the lonely town, to walk it's not that far

C                       F
Some days I make it my mission
Am                      Em
To drive right passed her salon
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I prefer to worship her from a car

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I am going to the Jeans West acid-wash sale
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'Cause I know that she'll be there
          C     F
She cuts hair
          C     F
She cuts hair
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And acid-wash is what she likes to wear
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When she cuts hair

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Dreaming 'bout the places we would go
Am              Em
It'd be like I won the lotto
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I would have tickets on myself

C               F
If I offered my love and kisses
Am               Em
Would she come at me with her scissors?
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Love's declaration could be bad for my health

Dm                              Em               E
A mutual friend tells me, "Aww, she won't go for you Daz!"
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But I say I couldn't care
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'Cause she cuts hair
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She cuts hair
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You could almost taste the peroxide in the air
                C    G   Bb  F
When she cut hair

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And all I've got to show
     C           G              Bb            F     G
Is a five dollar photo from the night club window

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C                       F
The sun is shining as I open my door
Am                              Em
The neighbours wave as they water their lawns
F       C
I had to tell her
F               G
I knew it was time

C
I'd go to the salon
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And there I would wait for her lunch hour
        Em
She wouldn't be late
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My mouth went dry as I practiced my lines

Dm
As the town-hall clock struck three
Em              E
I delivered my soliloquy
F
She wouldn't give the time of day to me
                G       F
But she gave my pride
                C       F
A short back and sides
                C       F
Short back and sides
C               G
She gave my pride
F               G
A short back and sides
                C       F
Short back and sides
                C       F
Short back and sides
C               G
Now when I pass her way
F               G
I'll always try and hide