Blondie

Tom:
D   D/C#   Bm   Bm/A   G   A   D   D/C#   Bm   Bm/A   G   A   D   Dsus   D

[Verse 1]
D        D/C#          Bm      Bm/A     G               D
He's got papers on his desktop, they're stacked up in a bunch
D                  Bm                  G             A   Asus
Dagwood worked for decades, he's never been promoted once
Bm                D                G        Dsus D
Blondie's got the lunch crowd in a catering cafe
      G               Bm             G            A
She's tired of making meatloaf, it's time to get away

[Chorus]
    Bm             G                         D           A
Hey Blondie you're looking pretty good for a girl who's 82
    Bm             G                D            A
Hey Blondie out of all those high society women, he chose you
    Bm          G                        Dsus           A
And Dagwood get off the couch, don't you fall asleep so soon
         Am7                 G               A           D
You gotta take her up on the roof and take a look at the moon

[Interlude 2x]
D D/C# Bm Bm/A G A Dsus D

[Verse 2]
  D     D/C#     Bm      Bm/A    Dsus       G    Dsus2
Dagwood's not the morning guy, makes the car pool late
D   D/C#        Bm       Bm/A G                   A
The bossman cut vacation back and he never gets a break
    Bm              G                             Dsus D
The fashion cleaner ladies said I hope you're not upset
         G                  Bm               Em             A
But your wife picked up the cleaners, she's afraid you'd forget

[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
C                  Em            D
Black and white on workdays, how fast the weekend flies
C              Em             D
Sunday morning colors help to open up our eyes
C                   Em          Dsus2/F#
She says I love you Dagwood and with that love comes trust
          G                     Bm           G                      A
I think a little bit of rooftop romance just might do the trick for us

[Harp solo]
Bm   G   D   A   Bm   G   D   A   Bm   G   D   A   F   G   A   Dsus2

[Verse 3]
  D       D/C#      Bm         G      Dsus2     Bm/A
I've got trouble on my T.V, I got bad news in my car
D/F#                  Bm                 G                     A
I can always count on those two 'cause I know right where they are
     Bm               D                    G             Dsus D
So I flip on past the real world, spill my coffee on the page
      G                  Bm                Em              A
And I find that some old couple whose true love won't ever change

[Chorus]