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Polythene Bag

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Intro: D, C, G7 X4
D C G7
Close the doors, turn the locks, wrap me up in a cardboard box,
D C G7
Sing your songs, vent some spleen, call me up on a fax machine,
A Bm G A
You can't tell me where I've gone, who I've seen or what I've done
D C G7
I can't say where you might be, who you're with or who you'll see

Bm D G Em
Every time I have a drink I think of me and you
Bm D G Em A
Every night I count the times - I've always had a few

D C G7
Tie me up, bind my feet, wrap me up in a plastic sheet
D C G7
Turn me on, take me out, give me things I can do without
A Bm G A
I've been looking; you're someone, tell me if I'm having fun,
D C G7
Yesterday I woke up dead, was it something that you said

Guitar solo, backed by: D, C, G7
D, C, G7
A, Bm, G, A
D, C, G7

Bm D G Em
Every time I have a smoke I look round for a light,
Bm D G Em
Every time I look ahead - I'm keeping you in sight
Bm D G Em
Every night I get home I sit in my only chair
Bm D G Em A
Every time I look round just to see if you are there

D C G7
Make me up, dress me in drag, wrap me up in a polythene bag
D C G7
Turn me on, knock me down, ain't life great with me around?
A Bm G A
Call me anything you choose; I don't care so why should you?
D C G7
Hope you're having fun today, glad it's turning out this way

Harmonica solo, backed by: D, C, G7 x12

Copyright Steve Brown 2002

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