Romance Is Boring

A Bm F#m A Bm F#m A Bm F#m Darling, I'm with St. Bernards A Bm F#m And we are scouring the Alps and the Andes A Bm F#m And if they die it is on my head A Bm F#m They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne, to my bed A Bm D F#m You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning A Bm F#m D We're proving to each other that romance is boring A Bm D F#m Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to A Bm D F#m Prove to each other that romance is boring A Bm F#m A Bm F#m A Bm F#m Start as I mean to continue A Bm F#m Complacent and self-involved A Bm F#m You're trying not to be nervous A F#m Wish you were trying at all A Bm F#m I will wake, I will bake, I Will bake phallic cake A Bm F#m Take your diffidence, make it my clubhouse A Bm F#m But my strength's within lies, ventricle cauterised A Bm It's the way of living that I espouse A Bm D F#m You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning A Bm D We're proving to each other that romance is boring A Bm D F#m Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to A Bm D F#m Prove to each other that romance is boring A F#m A F#m A F#m We are two ships that pass in the night Bm You and I, we are nothing alike D I am a pleasure cruise, you are gone out to trawl N.C. Return nets empty, nothing and oh A Bm D F#m You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning A Bm F#m D We're proving to each other that romance is boring A Bm D F#m Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to A Bm D F#m Prove to each other that romance is boring A F#m A F#m G#m A Bm D F#m You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning A Bm F#m D We're proving to each other that romance is boring A Bm D F#m Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to A Bm D F#m A Prove to each other that romance is boring