D A D D A D D A D D A D
[Verse 1] D B
Who you fooling now with your bookish smarts?
D
quotin' jamie joyce make me feel
B
make me feel like a total arse
Cm G F C
got it down like a practiced art; like a perfect part
D A D
[Verse 2] D B
Talk to me at night with your voice oily
D
think you can't be broke, what a joke
B
what a joke callin' me doily
Cm G
think I like when you dress boy-l
F C
your makeup coyly
[Chorus]C F G C
I never loved you Henriette
F G C
I never liked my sobriquette
F G C
I never read your serviette
F G C
I never loved you henriette
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[Verse 3]D B
When we went our ways, you left your gourd behind
D
I never cared for rows and I got
B
and I got sort of bored besides
Cm G
of your notes and your peephole eyes
F C
and those spurious sighs
[Chorus]C F G C
I never loved you Henriette
F G C
I never liked my sobriquette
F G C
I never read your serviette
F G C
