At The Hop

C F C F (And between verses) C F Put me in your suitcase Am F Let me help you pack C F 'Cause you're never coming back C F No you're never coming back C F Cook me in your breakfast Am F And put me on your plate C F Cause you know I'll taste great C F Yeah you know I taste great Am G At the hop its greaseball heaven Dm With candy pants G And archie too (same as verse 1) C F Put me in your dry dream Am F Oh put me in your wet C F If you haven't yet C F No if you haven't yet C F Light me with your candle Am F And watch that flames grow high C F You know it doesn't hurt to try C F It doesn't hurt to try (same as above) Am G Well I won't stop all of my-y pretending Dm That you'll come home G You'll be comin' home some day soon C F Put me in your blue skies Am F Oh put me in your grey C F There's gotta be some way C F There's gotta be some way C F Put me in your tounge tied Am F Make it hard to say C F That you ain't gonna stay C F That you ain't gonna stay C F Wrap me in your marrow Am F And stuff me in your bones C F And sing a mending moan C F A song to bring you home