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Dysentery Gary
D G A
E|--2----3-----0----|
B|--3----3-----2----|
G|--2----0-----2----|
D|--0----0-----2----|
A|--x----2-----0----|
E|--x----3-----x----|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------|
D|-4-4-4-4-------5-5-5-4-4-4---------------4-4-4-------------|
A|---------5-5-5-------------5-5-5-5-----------------4-4-4h5-|
E|-----------------------------------3-3-3-------5-5---------|
D G A (x2)
D D
Got a lotta heart ache. He's a fucken weasel.
G A
His issues make my mind ache. Wanna make a deal.
D D
Cause I love your little motions. You with your pigtails.
G A
What a nice creation. Worth another night in jail.
D
He's a player, diarrhea giver, tried to grow his hair out,
when friends were listening to Slayer.
G
I would like to find him Friday night.
A
Hanging out with mom and trying on his father's tights.
E|---3--2--------------------|
B|------------3--------------|
G|-------------------0-0-0---|
D|---------------------------|
A|---------------------------|
E|---------------------------|
G
Life just sucks
A
I lost the one
D
I'm giving up
Bm
she found someone but
G
There's plenty more
A
Girls are such a drag
D D
So all you little ladies. Be sure to choose the right guys.
G A
You'll come back to me maybe. I'll shower you with lies.
D D
Got a lotta heart ache. He's a fucken weasel.
G A
Decisions make my mind ache. Wanna make a deal.
D
Ease away the problems and the pain.
The girl chose the guy that makes you wanna kick and scream.
G
All along, you wish that she would stay.
A
Fuck the guy that took and ran away, yeah.
D
He's a player, diarrhea giver, tried to grow his hair out,
when friends were listening to Slayer.
G
I would like to find him Friday night.
A
Hanging out with mom and trying on his father's tights.
G
Fuck this place
A
I lost the war
D
I hate you all
Bm
your mom's a whore
G
Where's my dog?
A
Cause girls
D G A D (hold)
are such a drag