C
E|-------------------------|
B|-------------------------|
G|-------------0-----------|
D|----------2--------------|
A|-3----3----------3-----3-|
E|-----3----------------3--|

I'm heavy handed, to say the least.
My mother thinks I'll be an awful clutcher 'cus I spill things from stiring them too quickly.
I'm far too loud.
Its like, as soon as I've got an opinion, it just has to come out.
I laugh at stupid things just 'cause they tickle me.

**This is the pattern for the next part, it goes faster and faster, listen to the
if you want to strum the song, C Am G F troughout the song, listen to the recording for 
rythm**

C             Am           G          F
E|-------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------|
G|---5---5---5---2---2---2-------------------------|
D|---------------------------5---5---5---3---3---3-|
A|-3---3---3---0---0---0---------------------------|
E|-------------------------3---3---3---1---1---1---|

And sometimes,
*I* *wish*, sometimes, I wish I was like Mariella,
she got some pritt stick and *she* glued her lips together.
So she never had to speak, never had to speak, never had to speak.
People used to say shes as quiet as a mouse, she just doesn't make a peep.

She marched to her wardrobe and *she* threw away the colour, because wearing black looks
but it didn't impress her mother.
She wanted to dress her baby in patterns and flowers, but Mariella just crossed her arms
so she cried for hours.

Mariella.
Mariella.
My pretty, baby girl
Unglue your lips from being together and, *and* wear some pink and pearls.
You can have your friends 'round and they can stay for tea.
Won't you just try to fit in please, do this for me.
But Mariella just crossed her arms and *she* walked up the stairs and she went into her
and she sat on her bed.
And she looked in the mirror and she thought to herself If I wanna play, I can play with
If I wanna think, I'll think in my head.

At school, Mariella didn't have many friends, yeah, the girls, *they* looked at her and
she was quite strange.
Boys *there not* really into girls at that age.
And the teachers, they thought Mariella was just going through a phase.
But Mariella just smiled *and* she skipped down the road because she knew all the 
in her world.
yeah, she always got the crossword puzzle right every day and she could do the alphabet
without making any mistakes.
Mariella.
Mariella.
*My* Pretty, pretty girl.
Mariella.
Mariella.
Happy in her own little world
Happy in her own little world

**Last bit is a bit different, same chords, but it just hits the base-notes. The rythm
the same, but if you listen to the recording it's not hard to figure it out. The last
is tricky "unglue my lips from being together" I just strum the C chord very fast a bit 
a live rock-song ending. It works for me.**
 C       Am     G     F
E|----------------------------|
B|----------------------------|
G|----------------------------|
D|----------------------------|
A|-3----3-0----0--------------|
E|---------------3----3-1-1-1-|