What She Said
1990-12-26
The little old lady from Pasadena tapped me on my shoulder.
"What," I asked, "I don't need a car, I've already got one."
"No," she said, "It's not that, sonny, How'd you like to see my tits?"
Somewhat startled by the peculiar demands of this sweet little blue haired grandmother, gripping wicker purse.
I replied, "I'd really rather not."
But she said, "What, you some kind of fruit?"
"No," I replied "I think it's something else, I'd feel guilty."
"Fine," she said.
"Be that way. There's plenty of men in this town!"
(Chord markings included above lines)
Chorus:
G
I'm falling in love
C
Love w/ a mannequin
G
I'm falling in love
C
w/ a mannequin
G
a love much greater
C
than any
that I've ever
D7
known before...
I Well I'm falling in love
w/ a mannequin
G
Her body is cold,
C
but her big heart
G
is so much warmer
C
than any that I've
D7
ever known before
(repeat chorus)
II The G people on the
C
street just stop and stare
They G don't understand us
C
anywhere
But G our love
grows stronger
C day by D day
Maybe G my lady
don't C talk too much,
but she G knows just
where to C touch me
all the D time!
and our love grows
stronger, day by day
$\phi$
I G don't care what the
C
people say, G I never cared
about them C anyway
my G lady will stay
forever, C I know G her
love will C never ever fade
$\phi$
and G when we're she's cracked
and C dry and cold
will G still have each
other to C hold, forever & D ever
G me and my C mannequin
G me and my C mannequin.