C
Well we're here
Em
We're at the common again
Am
Smoked to the 1 fags
F
That I only bought an hour ago
C
Said well I
Em
I like the look of your shoes
Am
i like the way that your face looks
F
when I'm arguing with you
C
And so when
Em
when we all grow old
Am
I hope that this song will remind you
F
that i'm not half as bad as what you've been told
C
When i knock
Em
at 1
Am
And i see your pajamas
F
i cant stop smiling at you
C
And thats why when
Em
we're at the common again
Am
Ive been pouring my heart out
F
to your optimistic grin
C
Said well I I I
Em
I like the cut of your jib
Am
I like the way that your face looks
F
when you're yapping on about him
C
But on this shirt
Em
i found your smell
Am
I just sat there for ages
F
contemplating what to do with myself
C Em
called you up at 1
Am
we just sat there for ages
talking about that boy
F
what was getting onto you you