#------------------------------------------------------------------------------## The TrashCanSinatras: Funny D Em D I know she doesn't play the field Em D Dm But she likes to know the strength of the team Em D She says she doesn't like my style Em D But I loved her in my own fashion Em Kept her under wraps D Planted lots of verbal traps G Em But she won't be gone for long D Nothing good ever comes of a bad mood G Em And when she comes home She'll kick up some dust G D And ask me what's wrong C D She's a funny kind of girl C D Set sail in a ship in a bottle C D She's a funny kind of girl C D Do the Swiss fake it when the yodal A D She's a funny kind of girl D Em D I know her face so well Em Although the color of her eyes D Escapes me for the moment Em So Ill send out the spies D To hassle her at home Em And all the words to the wise D And the wise to the words I say G Em Though her embrace D Is like being short-changed Or under-charged G Em I'll never revisit the scene of the crime G D Where I've seen you crying with glee C D She's a funny kind of girl C D Give bad directions to a drunken sailor C D He ended up in the hills C And she ended up D In the wrong hands A D She's a funny kind of girl Solo: G D G D G Em D G Em G D F#m I'll stick out my neck G D And I'll raise the heavy head of importance F#m G D And when the cap fits I'll wear it Em D But if I knew what made carpets fly Em I wouldn't be sitting here D Twiddling my thumbs in applause Em I'd threadbare my soul D And wheedle my way Em G Into other people's lives D And out of my own GDGDGDADGDm Mail me for corrections. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Gunnar O. Haereid "Call, collect and gather me, Oslo, Norway take me intravenously." -------------------------------------------------------------------