My Kind Of Guy - Ver 2

A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# Am Well it starts as a joke Bb Like a stick in your spokes Am Or removing the bolt of the brakes Am Then the bicycle flips Bb Crushing ribs smashing hips Am And he broke every bone in his face A G# A G# A G# A G# Am Now you're out of control Bb And you can't fill the hole Am That was left by the thrill of the chase Am You're a right piece of work Bb All the flakes go berserk Am Have you forgotten how good they taste Am E E Am Am E E Am F You're my kind of guy C Cos I like your style Em Am And you sound as horrible as me F C And I don't mind if you're unkind Em Cos you're reminding me of me A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# A G# Am As the bicycle race Bb Gathers speed, gathers pace Am And you feel that you're going too fast Am Theres a word to the wise Bb You should take some advice Am As the nice guys always finish last Am E E Am Am E E Am F You're my kind of guy C Cos I like your style Em Am And you sound as horrible as me F C And I don't mind if you're unkind Em Cos you're reminding me of me F You're my kind of guy C Cos I like your style Em Am And you sound as horrible as me F C And heads will roll as it takes its toll Em On you and me Em