What She Said

12/26/90

The little old lady

from Pasadena tapped me

on my shoulder.

“What,” I said, “I don’t

need a car, I’ve already

got one.”

“No,” she said, “It’s

not that, sonny,

How’d you like to

see my tits?”

Somewhat startled

by the peculiar demands

of this sweet little

blue haired grandmother,

gripping wicker purse.

I replied,

“I’d really rather

not;”

But she said,

“What, you some

kind of fruit?”

“No,” I replied “I think

it’s something else, I’d

feel guilty.”

“Fine,” she said,

“Be that way. There’s

plenty of men in this

town!”

(Chord markings included above lines)

Chorus:

G

I’m falling in love

C

Love w/ a mannequin

G

I’m falling in love

C

w/ a mannequin

G

a love much greater

C

than any

that I’ve ever

D7

known before…

I Well I’m falling in love

w/ a mannequin

G

Her body is cold,

C

but her big heart

G

is so much warmer

C

than any that I’ve

D7

ever known before

(repeat chorus)

II The G people on the

C

street just stop and stare

They G don’t understand us

C

anywhere

But G our love

grows stronger

C day by D day

Maybe G my lady

don’t C talk too much,

but she G knows just

where to C touch me

all the D time!

~~and our love grows~~

~~stronger, day by day~~

$\phi$

I G don’t care what the

C

people say, G I never cared

about them C anyway

my G lady will stay

forever, C I know G her

love will C never ever fade

$\phi$

and G when we’re ~~she’s~~ cracked

and C dry and cold

will G still have each

other to C hold, forever & D ever

G me and my C mannequin

G me and my C mannequin.