E             A         B           E
A thousand violins will play it for you
                  A         B         E
While you sit and roll your deep blue eyes
              A      B            E
A thousand to win, a thousand you lose
                 A    B      E
But I'll be your consolation prize
F#m G#m     A     E
    All you do is sigh

[Verse 2]
E         A           B       E
I wore my fringe like Roger McGuinn's
      A      B    E
I was hoping to impress
               A        B        E
So frightfully camp, it made you laugh
              A     B      E
Tomorrow I'll buy myself a dress
F#m G#m A   E
    How ludicrous

[Bridge]
  G#m
I don't mean to pry but didn't that guy
A   A/G# A/F# A/E  A   A/G# A/F#
Crumple  up   your face
  A/E      F#m
a thousand times?
   G#m  F#m E
He made you cry

[Outro]
E
I'll be your consolation prize
F#m        B
Although I know
E             A    B         E
I'll never be man enough for you
E             A    B         E
I'll never be man enough for you
E             A    B         E
I'll never be man enough for you
E             A    B         E
I'll never be man enough for you
E             A    B         E
I'll never be man enough for you
E             A    B         E
I'll never be man enough for you