Chords for The Rubberbandits - Dad’s Best Friend

Tempo:
35.4 bpm
Chords used:

B

Bb

C

Eb

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Rubberbandits - Dad’s Best Friend chords
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[B]
[Dbm] I have a skin routine, my [C] elbow hurt, I'm going to blood, because I want [Ab] to give blood.
I bought a town tola, a Swedish guy, he helped me out in Stockholm with a [Eb] DUI, and I started getting brown.
[G] Stole [C] cocaine, my nephew's friend, I did it with the fellas at the AGM, and Eleanor [G] Vermeer never views me again, so I did that thing at the Holiday [B] Inn.
My wife sells cheese on the internet, I think about her sister when we're [D] intimate, my family [Eb] and friends, they don't like me anymore, because they're met with all our brothers in an antique [B] store.
And your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're digging into Holland for the long [Bb] weekend.
He never had a snag, he never had a snag, he's headed into Amsterdam and making him a [B] man.
Your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're going to get him in a little Netherlands.
[Bb] He never had a snag, he never had a snag, he's headed into Amsterdam and buying him a [B] bag.
I watch gay [E] porn in my garden shed, I lie to [Bb] everybody that my bottle's dead, I smell like juke, sand and rope.
[B] Picking the hooker that I like the best, [C] crying on her toilet with my life's mess, sleeping in the office with my wife's depressed, and hating Skeeky Becking in a crow's nest.
Your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're digging into Holland for the long weekend.
[Bb] He never had a snag, he never had a snag, he's headed into Amsterdam and making him a man.
[B] Your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're going to get him in a little Netherlands.
[Bb] And maybe when you children are grown you'll be praying for a best friend just like me.
[C]
Key:  
B
12341112
Bb
12341111
C
3211
Eb
12341116
G
2131
B
12341112
Bb
12341111
C
3211
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[Dbm] I have a skin routine, my [C] elbow hurt, I'm going to blood, because I want [Ab] to give blood.
I bought a town tola, a Swedish guy, he helped me out in Stockholm with a [Eb] DUI, and I started getting brown.
_ [G] Stole [C] cocaine, my nephew's friend, I did it with the fellas at the AGM, and Eleanor [G] Vermeer never views me again, so I did that thing at the Holiday [B] Inn.
My wife sells cheese on the internet, I think about her sister when we're [D] intimate, my family [Eb] and friends, they don't like me anymore, because they're met with all our brothers in an antique [B] store.
And your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're digging into Holland for the long [Bb] weekend.
He never had a snag, he never had a snag, he's headed into Amsterdam and making him a [B] man.
Your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're going to get him in a little Netherlands.
[Bb] He never had a snag, he never had a snag, he's headed into Amsterdam and buying him a [B] bag.
I watch gay [E] porn in my garden shed, I lie to [Bb] everybody that my bottle's dead, I smell like juke, sand and rope.
[B] Picking the hooker that I like the best, [C] crying on her toilet with my life's mess, sleeping in the office with my wife's depressed, and hating Skeeky Becking in a crow's nest.
Your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're digging into Holland for the long weekend.
[Bb] He never had a snag, he never had a snag, he's headed into Amsterdam and making him a man.
[B] Your 9th best friend, your 9th best friend, we're going to get him in a little Netherlands.
[Bb] And maybe when you children are grown you'll be praying for a best friend just like me.
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