C#m F#m D E I love you from the bottom, of my pencil caseC#m F#m D E I love you in the songs, I write and singF#m D E Love you because, you put me in my rightful placeC#m F#m D E And I love the PRS checks, that you bring [Pre-Chorus]A E Cheap, never cheapBm E I'll sing the songs 'till you're asleepE F#m When you've gone upstairs I'll creepD E And write it all down, down, down [Chorus]A F#m D E Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh JaneF#m I wrote so many songs about youD E I forget your name (I forget your name)A F#m D E Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too (I forget your name)A F#m D E Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, tooC#m I forget your name [Instrumental]F#m D E C#m F#m D EF#m D E C#m F#m D E [Verse 2]C#m F#m D E I love you from the bottom of my pencil caseC#m F#m D E I love the way you never ask me whyF#m D E I love to write about each wrinkle on your faceC#m F#m D E And I love you 'till my fountain pen runs dry [Pre-Chorus]A E Deep so deep,Bm E The number one I hope to reapC#m F#m Depends upon the tears you weep,D E So cry lover cry, cry, cry [Chorus]A F#m D E Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh SueF#m You made me so much money,D E I wrote this song for youA F#m D E Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, tooA F#m D E Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too [Instrumental]F#m D E C#m F#m D EF#m D E C#m F#m D E [Chorus]A F#m D E Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh SueF#m You made me so much money,D E I wrote this song for youA F#m D E Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, tooA F#m D E Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too [Instrumental]F#m D E C#m F#m D EF#m D E C#m F#m D E [Outro]A F#m So let me talk about Mary, a sad storyD E Turned her grief into gloryA F#m So let me talk about Mary, a sad storyD E Turned her grief into gloryA F#m Late at night, by the typewriter lightD E She ripped his ribbon to shredsA F#m Late at night, by the typewriter lightD E She ripped his ribbon to shredsA F#m So let me talk about Mary, a sad storyD E Turned her grief into gloryA F#m So let me talk about Mary, a sad storyD E Turned her grief into gloryA F#m Late at night, by the typewriter lightD E She ripped his ribbon to shredsA F#m Late at night, by the typewriter lightD E She ripped his ribbon to shreds [Instrumental]F#m D E C#m F#m D EF#m D E C#m F#m D EC#m I wrote this song for you
Song For Whoever
The Beautiful South
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