A# F7 Why are we racing to be so old? A# F7 Iʼm up late pacing the floor I wonʼt be told A# F7 D# You have your reservations Iʼm bought and sold D# Iʼll face the music Iʼll face the facts F7 Even when we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks A# F7 Bowing and squawking Running after titbits A# F7 Bobbing and squinting Just like a nitwit Chorus: D# Two little Hitlers will fight it out until F7 A# One little Hitler does the other oneʼs will D# F7 D# F7 I will return I will not burn Down in the basement A# F7 I need my head examined I need my eyes excited A# F7 Iʼd like to join the party But I was not invited A# F7 You make a member of me Iʼll be delighted D# I wouldnʼt cry for lost souls, you might drown F7 Dirty words for dirty minds Written in a toilet town A# F7 Dial me a Valentine Sheʼs a smooth operator A# F7 Itʼs all so calculated Sheʼs got a calculator A# F7 Sheʼs my soft touch typewriter And Iʼm the great dictator Chorus. A# A simple game of self-respect F7 A# You flick a switch and the world goes off F7 A# Nobody jumps as you expect F7 Gm F7 I would have thought you would have had enough by now A# F7 You call selective dating For some effective mating A# F7 I thought Iʼd let you down, dear But you were just deflating A# F7 I knew right from the start Weʼd end up hating D# Pictures of the merchandise Plastered on the wall F7 We can look so long as we donʼt have to talk at all A# F7 You say youʼll never know him Heʼs an unnatural man A# A# He doesnʼt want your pleasure He wants as no one can A# F7 He wants to know the names of All those heʼs better than Chorus. D# F7 I will return D# F7 I will not burn...
