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C#m F#m D E
I Love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
C#m F#m D E
I love you in the songs, I write and sing
F#m D E
Love you because, you put me in the rightful place
C#m F#m D E
And I love the PRS checks, that you bring
A E
Cheap, never cheap
Bm E
I'll sing the songs 'till you're asleep
E F#m
When you've gone upstairs I'll creep
D E
And write it all down
A F#m D E
Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane
F#m
I wrote so many songs about you
D E
I forget your name (I forget you name)
A F#m D E
Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
A F#m D E
Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
C#m
I forget your name
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
C#m F#m D E
I love you from the bottom of my pencil case
C#m F#m D E
I love the way you never ask me why
F#m D E
I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
C#m F#m D E
And I love you 'till my fountain pen runs dry
A E
Deep so deep,
Bm E
The number one I hope to reap
C#m F#m
Depends upon the tears you weap,
D E
So cry lovely cry, cry
A F#m D E
Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue
F#m
You made me so much money,
D E
I wrote this song for you
A F#m D E
Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
A F#m D E
Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
A F#m D E
Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Philippa, Oh Sue
F#m
You made me so much money,
D E
I wrote this song for you
A F#m D E
Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
A F#m D E
Jennifer, Allison, Philippa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
A F#m
So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
D E
Turned her grief into glory
A F#m
So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
D E
Turned her grief into glory
A F#m
Late at night, by the typewriter light
D E
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
A F#m
Late at night, by the typewriter light
D E
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
A F#m
So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
D E
Turned her grief into glory
A F#m
So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
D E
Turned her grief into glory
A F#m
Late at night, by the typewriter light
D E
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
A F#m
Late at night, by the typewriter light
D E
She ripped his ribbon to shreds
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
F#m D E C#m F#m D E
C#m
I wrote this song for you
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