From: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
E-mail: [email protected]
Lyrics and chords of: I Canґt Put My Finger On It by The Housemartins
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
Date: 95/10/15
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As Martin said to Xanthe
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As they played with wooden toys,
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«You may have Wendy’s playhouse,
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But where the hell’s your boys?»
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As Paul said to Fifi
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As they eyed each other up,
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«You may have better plimsolls,
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But you can’t pee standing up.»
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An I’d like to take the time to bite
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Their neck and make it bleed
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Or maybe I could cut holes in their
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Daddy Harris Tweed.
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And I can’t put my finger on it.
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Maybe it’s something in the food,
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And I can’t put my finger on it
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All I know is Christ would have sued.
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As Sharon said to Jamie
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As they sat down for a chat,
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«If you think I’m cooking dinner,
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Well, prepare to eat dead rat.»
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As Debbie said to Alex
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As they held hands in the park
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«How come you wear Rupert Check
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When you think you’re so hard.»
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I should have done his Land Rover
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To let them know I’ve been,
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Instead I wrote «F’ off»
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On the dirt across his screen.
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And I can’t put my finger on it.
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Maybe it’s something in the food,
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And I can’t put my finger on it
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All I know is Christ would have sued.
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