Dm9 A# C F Fsus2
Intro: Dm9 A# x2
A# It C was a F tues Fsus2 day A# morn in november
I slept at your house the night before
We couldn't wait to get up to go for
The big breakfast in an old fashioned diner
A full meal six coffee refills later
We both have to be at work in an hour
Let's call in sick I suggest to her
I'll call your boss and tell her that you're under
The weather you'll call mine you will tell her
That I'm very sick and that you're my mother
Dm9 so we walked down the A# street
lookin' for a phonebooth we
rehearse what we're going to say
so that we can have this day
away
A# We C find a F phone Fsus2 booth w A# ith room for two
I call your boss and I don't speak the truth
They're pretty mad about you but they'll get through
You call my work in my mother's voice they believe you
Dm9 and it starts to rain A# outside
in our phonebooth we hide
it doesn't let up until five
squished together we don't mind
we don't mind
There are some really obvious hammerons/pulloffs throughout, listen to
the album to find out where they fit.
corrections welcome.
Hayden
