C                   Em
Well we're here, we're at the common again
        Am                         F
Smoked 6 of the 10 fags that I only bought an hour ago
      C                     Em
Said well I, I like the look of your shoes
                 Am                    F
I like the way that your face looks when I'm arguing with you

    Am7            G
And so when, when we all grow old
               F                         C             G
I hope this song will remind you that I'm not half as bad as what you've been told
   Am7      G
When I knock, at 102 
        F                    C     G
I see your pyjamas and can't stop smiling at you

          C               Em
And that's why when, we're at the common again
              Am                    F
I've been pouring my heart out towards your optimistic grin
      C                       Em
Said well I, I, I like the cut of your jib
                  Am                        F
I like the way that your face looks when you're yapping on about him

         Am7             G
But on this shirt, I found your smell
                  F               C       G
And I just sat there for ages contemplating what to do, with myself
         Am7     G
I called you up, at 102
                 F                        C        G
And we just sat there for ages talking about that boy what was getting onto you
C  Em Am F G - C
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