Matt Bennett – I Think Youre Swell chords

Intro:

A      E     A      E

Verse:

           D                           A  You're the nugget in my Chicken Mc the peanut to my butter
       E                      A Adding fiber to our diets beneficial for each other
         D                          AYou’re a piece of dental floss and I am the teeth 
         E                      A  You’re Aretha Franklin, I’m r-e-s-p-e-c-t 

(etc.)

You’re baby giraffe and I’m and a safety ranger 
You’re the father and ghost, I’m baby Jesus in the manger 
Our love spans 40 acres, filled with apple trees 
You’re Thanksgiving, I’m the turkey 
You’re Akeelah, I’m the bee 
You’re a guitar, I’m the strings like a Jet ski in the water 
You’re New York, I’m the buildings 
You’re my mother, I’m your father 
And I think you’re swell. 
I think you’re swell 
I think you’re swell. 

If you’re Bobby I’ll be Whitney 
If you’re Method I’ll be Redman 
If you’re Carrie I’m Samantha 
If you’re Oprah I’ll be Stedman. 
If you’re Leia I’m Han Solo 
If you’re Warbuks I’ll be Annie 
If you’re puff the magic dragon I’ll be Peter, Paul, and Mary. 
I love you like a Cops marathon on TV, 
I love you more than the original star wars trilogy 
I am the walrus, you are the goo goo gajoo 
I’m a whole lot of nothing, you are the much ado 
When I say I’m in love it’s more than any love has meant 
And if we ever go jogging I’ll be your antiperspirant 
And I think you’re swell. 

I think you’re swell 
I think you’re swell 

And everyday when you’re walking down the street 
Is like every other day because you’re constantly walking down the street 
And everyday I’m only thinking about you 
And a bunch of other important things, but primarily you 
And that’s true 
‘Cuz I think you’re swell 

I think you’re swell 
I think you’re swell 
I think you’re swell 

I’ll be the Jagger to your Richards 
The Bruce Willis to your Die Hard 
(The Kirk to your Picard in the Victorious Soundtrack version) 
If you’re a molten lava room I’ll be the one inept guard 
You’re the tofu to my hippie the words in my dictionary 
If you’re sporty and ginger I’ll be baby posh and scary 
We go together like pastrami on rye 
Like watching titanic and trying not to cry 
You’re in my mind like a song 
You’re in my head like a zombie 
You’re more fun than Frisbee in the park 
Or popping edamame. 
We go together like a parade and confetti 
And later if you’re hungry I’ll make you some spaghetti 
And I think you’re swell 

I think you’re swell 
I think you’re swell