27 Yards Of Dental Floss

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Well. I told her that I thought life's too short

And we really should go for a ride;

Paul's just phoned - the war's postponed

So come on I've got the Plymouth outside.
    A
The sky's a bit dull but the fridge is full

Things could be a lot worse -
     E
It's not like you've been captured by Barbary corsairs,
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I said "let's head Winchester way" she said "been yeaterday"
E
27 yards of dental floss and she still won't give me a smile.


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Fired by wine she was almost mine

'Til a fight broke out in the bar;

Third Rate Les in his Burberry fez

Had gone just a little too far,
A
Nailing down his baling wire to the laminate floor
   E
He sang a salty song about a girl from Bangalore,
        B7                             A
I said "would you like to go the zoo?" she said "yeah, but not with you"
E
27 yards of dental floss but she still won't give me a smile.


B7                 A
I'm King Euphoria, she's Queen Victoria
E
27 yards of dental floss and she still won't give me a smile
    B7                          A
I'm clowning by the Serpentine, she's still drinking turpentine
E
Will she ever shine a light on me?