Romance Is Boring

[Intro]
A B F# A B
F#

[Verse 1]
A            Bm          F#
Darling, I'm with St. Bernards
           A                         B    F#
And we are scouring the Alps and the Andes
            A                    Bm  F#
And if they die then it is on my head
            A                            B
They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne,
     F#
to my  bed

[Chorus]
       A               B          D
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking,
      F#
still yawning
      A               B          D          F#
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A
 Sure,
          B              D           F#              A
there are things I could do if I was half prepared to
              B          F#         D
Prove to each other that romance is boring

[Pre-Verse]
A F# A F# A F# A F#

[Verse 2]
A                        F#   A
 Start as you mean to continue
      F#                    A
Complacent and self involved
                        F#     A
You're trying not to be nervous
       F#                A
If you were trying at all
               Bm            F#
I will wake, I will bake phallic cake
          A
Take your diffidence,
        B           F#
make it my clubhouse
       A
But my strength's within lies,
   Bm        F#
ventricle cauterised
         A                  B        F#
It's the way of living that I espouse

[Chorus]
       A               B          D
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking,
      F#
still yawning
      A               B          D          F#
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A
 Sure,
          B              D           F#              A
there are things I could do if I was half prepared to
              B          F#         D
Prove to each other that romance is boring

[Pre-Solo]
A F# A F# A F# A F#

[Solo]
A F# A F# A F# A F#
A F# A F# A F# A F#
A F# A F#

[Verse 3]
A
 We are two ships that pass in the night
F#
  You and I, we are nothing alike
Bm
  I am a pleasure cruise,
                 C
you are gone out to trawl
               D
Return nets empty, nothing at all

[Chorus]
       A               B          D
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking,
      F#
still yawning
      A               B          D          F#
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A
 Sure,
          B              D           F#              A
there are things I could do if I was half prepared to
              B          F#         D     F
Prove to each other that romance is boring