On Any Other Day – The Police
Nghệ sĩ: The Police
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
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Date: Fri, 25 Oct 1996 11:40:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sacha Mallais <[email protected]>
Subject: CRD: "On Any Other Day" by The Police
Play in the standard reggae-esque Police rhythm.
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On Any Other Day by The Police
Theres a house on my street, and it looks real neat.
I'm the chap who lives in it.
Theres a tree on the sidewalk, theres a car by the door.
I'll go for a drive in it.
And when the wombat (??) comes, he will find me gone.
He'll look for a place to sit.
Chorus I:
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs.
The dog's just bit my leg.
My teen-aged daughter ran away.
My fine young son has turned out gay.
Cut up my fingers in the door of my car.
How could I do it?
My wife is proud to tell me of her love affairs.
How could she do this to me?
Chorus I
Chorus II:
And it would be OK on any other day. X2
Throw down the morning papers, and spill my tea.
I don't know whats wrong with me.
The cups and plates are in a conspiracy.
I'm covered in misery.
Chorus I
Chorus II X4 (w/ Chipmunk-like voice: "Happy birthday dear daddy")
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Sacha Michel Mallais [email protected]
http://www.global-village.net/sacha
The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.