Capo on 2nd fret!
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm A
And everybody knows that.
G
I don't even know her,
D
But I feel a responsibility,
Bm A
To do what's upstanding and right,
G
It's kinda like a code, yeah,
D
And you've been getting closer and closer,
Bm A
And crossing so many lines.
G
And it would be a fine proposition,
D Bm A
If I was a stupid girl,
G
But honey I am no-one's exception,
D Bm A
This I have previously learned.
G
So don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G D
I see you turn off your phone,
Bm A
And now you got me alone,
And I say,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that.
G
I just wanna make sure,
D
You understand perfectly,
Bm A
You're the kind of man who makes me sad,
G
While she waits up,
D
You chase down the newest thing,
Bm A
And take for granted what you have.
G
And it would be a fine proposition,
D Bm A
If I was a stupid girl,
G
And yeah I might go with it,
D Bm A
If I hadn't once been just like her.
G
So don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G D
I see you turn off your phone,
Bm A
And now you got me alone,
And I say,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that.
G D Bm A G D Bm A
G
Call a cab,
D
Lose my number,
Bm A
You're about to lose your girl,
G
Call a cab,
D
Lose my number,
Bm A
Let's consider this lesson learned.
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G D
Wanna see you pick up your phone,
Bm A
And tell her you're coming home,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that,
G
Don't look at me,
D
You've got a girl at home,
Bm
And everybody knows that,
A
Everybody knows that.
G
It would be a fine proposition,
D Bm A
If I hadn't once been just like her.
G
