Bowling for soup - Cody tabbed by Andrew Driscoll (Merthyrlad, rapideyemovementuk@hotmail.com)

INTRO: D B G A (X3)

D                               C#(once)
I know you don't come from here
B
Believe me I'm very aware
G             G/E G
And I'm sorry

D                              C#(once)
But you were a sad little girl
B
Who got caught up in this world
G
And I'm sorry, so sorry
A
Sorry all the time

B A G

G                          A
You think you're everything
B                          G
Some broken hearted martyr queen
G                        A     B
The reason for the setting sun
B                     G
Believe me you're the only one
G
The only one

Chrus follows pattern: D A B G

She's the only one who knows
So off the little queenie goes
To flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her "Call me up sometime"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queenie
Yeah since queenie lost her mind
Only one who knows
So off the little queenie goes
To flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her "Call me up sometime"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queenie
Yeah since queenie lost her mind

D A B G

Song then follows previous patterns

I tried to write a song
To rule out all the wrongs
And I'm sorry

Hey girl lets go on a date
See a movie or rollerskate
I'm sorry, so sorry
Better luck next time

You think you're everything
Some broken hearted disco queen
The reason for the setting sun
Believe me you're the only one
The only one

She's the only one who knows
So off the little queenie goes
To flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her "Call me up sometime"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queenie
Yeah since queenie lost her mind
Only one who knows
So off the little queenie goes
To flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her "Call me up sometime"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queenie
Yeah since queenie lost her mind

She's the only one who knows
So off the little queenie goes
To flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her "Call me up sometime"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queenie
Yeah since queenie lost her mind
Only one who knows
So off the little queenie goes
To flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
And her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket
Told her "Call me up sometime"
Yeah there's just no pleasing queenie
Yeah since queenie lost her mind