A F#m If I gave you my finest hourBm E Would you stick around?A F#m Cause I'm sick of giving my favourite rhymesBm E To girls who just leave townA F#m One got married and one had kidsBm E One out-priced me in West DidsA F#m And when I see her I try and make amendsBm E She put her foot down in her fella's Benz [Chorus]F#m E D C#m Bm E You know that I can't compete with thatF#m E D C#m Bm I can't compete with thatE It's a fact [Verse 2]A F#m One did one to Echo ParkBm E With an old Pen pal whose now an oligarchA F#m She sent my boxes one by oneBm E All her exes Xmas's at onceA F#m And as I unpacked the Eric shirt andBm E The National prints from the last concertA F#m Bm E I thought I'll probably never see that girl again
Finest Hour
The Courteeners
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Tom: