Misc Unsigned Bands Larry Groce - Junk Food Junkie chords
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Junk Food Junkie:Larry Groce. #9 in 1976. (Capo 4th fret.) #1. C F C You know I love that organic cooking, I always ask for more. A D G And they call me Mr. Natural, on down to the health food store. C F C I only eat good sea salt, white sugar don't touch my lips. C A D G C And my friends is always begging me to take them on, macrobiotic trips. Am Yes, they are. #2. Am Oh, but at night I take out my strongbox, that I keep under Dm Am lock and key. D G And I take it off to my closet, where nobody else can see. Am Dm Am I open that door so slowly, take a peek up north and south. C A D G C Then I pull out a Hostess Twinkie, and I pop it in my mouth. CHORUS: F C G C Yeah, in the daytime I'm Mr. Natural, just as healthy as I can be. C Am E Am But at night I'm a junk food junkie, good Lord have pity on me. #3. C F C Well, at lunchtime you can always find me, at the Whole Earth Vitamin Bar. A D G Just sucking on my plain white yogurt, from my hand thrown pottery jar. C F C And sippin' a little hand pressed cider, with a carrot stick for dessert. C A D G C And wiping my face in a natural way, on the sleeve of my peasant shirt. Am Oh yeah! #4. Am Dm Am Ah, but when that clock strikes midnight and I'm all by myself. Am D G I work that combination, on my secret hideaway shelf. Am Dm Am And I pull out some Fritos corn chips, Dr. Pepper and an ol' Moon Pie. C A D G C Then I sit back in glorious expectation, of a genuine junk food high. CHORUS: F C G C Yeah, in the daytime I'm Mr. Natural, just as healthy as I can be. C Am E Am But at night I'm a junk food junkie, good Lord have pity on me. #5. C F C My friends down at the commune, they think I'm pretty neat. C A Oh, I don't know nothing about arts and crafts, D G but I give 'em all something to eat. C F C I'm a friend to old Euell Gibbons, and I only eat homegrown spice. C A D G C I got a John Keats autographed Grecian urn, filled up with my brown rice. Am Yes, I do. #6. Am Dm Am Oh, but folks, lately I have been spotted, with a Big Mac on my breath. D G Stumbling into a Colonel Sanders, with a face as white as death. Am Dm Am I'm afraid someday they'll find me, just stretched out on my bed. C A D G C With a handful of Pringles Potato Chips, and a Ding Dong by my head. CHORUS: F C G C Yeah, in the daytime I'm Mr. Natural, just as healthy as I can be. C Am E Am But at night I'm a junk food junkie, good Lord have pity on me. A seventies smash from Kraziekhat.