D A E
I can see your silhouette from where I sit
A E D E
Not all of your garden lights are properly lit
D A E
Now, I was the one supposed to go on the attack
A E D E
You were in the house with our old centre back
D A E
He learned the secrets of a good sales pitch
A E D E
My sources tell me that he's filthy rich
D A E
You mistook me for the painter at the private view
A E D E
I was merely standing in the champagne queue
[Chorus 1]
C#m F#m
But if you think I look good in a beret
D A D A
Then I'd be more than happy
C#m F#m
To be there and to get the chance to say
Bm E D A D F#m
That art just imitates football
[Interlude]
D A E A E D E x2
[Verse 2]
D A E
Now, from my view here behind the tree
A E D E
It's easy to see why it's him and not me
D A E
A towering figure projected on the shade
A E D E
Our centre back he was never afraid
D A E
Now, I was never much of a number nine
A E D E
And I thought I was too bright for the assembly line
D A E
You mistook me for the painter at the private view
A E D E
I was merely standing in the alcohol queue
[Chorus 2]
C#m F#m
But if you think I look good in a beret
D A D A
Then I'd be more than happy
C#m F#m
To be there and to get the chance to say
Bm E D A D F#m
That life just imitates football
[Outro]
C#m F#m D A D A
C#m F#m Bm E D A D F#m
