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Pulp
The Professional
(Jarvis Cocker, Nick Banks, Candida Doyle, Steve Mackey, Mark Webber)


(Mark:Tune in!)

Piano riff G#m Bb C#m Ae ---11--12--11-10---19-18-16-16--12-12-11-9-9---|B -----------------------------------------------|G -----------------------------------------------|D -----------------------------------------------|A -----------------------------------------------|E -----------------------------------------------|
G#m Oh I'm back in the full effect Bb I can't even hold myself erect C#m I got nothing that I wanna say A I'm gonna say it anyway G#m I know you think that I've lost it, baby Bb I know you think that my star is fading C#m Used to be a contender, now you're just a pretender A Psychic karaoke every weekend G#m You don't fit those clothes anymore Bb Why don't you take them back to the charity store C#m While you're there you could always hand yourself in A You're into green issues - start recycling G#m You hide behind your woman when you're out on the town Bb Show her up and blame her for holding you down C#m Holding you down, holding you down A You're the only one who's holding you down G#m (bass only) You're only ever polite when you're out of your box A (bass only) Cocker's short for... sucker Sucker of... G#m Bb C#m Oh, oh oh oh… la na na na A Oh, oh oh oh… Sucker of... G#m Bb C#m A Oh, oh oh oh… la na na na Oh, oh oh oh… When I got up today I had that feeling again Everything was OK, then the world started shaking Now I'm trying to sleep it away Oh but I can't sleep it away Can you answer this question, can you answer it right: Have you ever done anything good in your life? Have you ever done anything that wasn't just for yourself? Are you capable of giving? N.C. Are you capable of giving just for the sake of it, without expecting anything in return? I'm only trying to give you what you've come to expect Just another song 'bout single mothers and sex Single mothers and sex, single mothers and sex Just another song 'bout single mothers and sex OK, you've heard it before, it's nothing special But it's a living, can't you see I'm a professional G#m Bb C#m A Oh, oh oh oh… la na na na Oh, oh oh oh… G#m I'm a professional Bb C#m A Oh, oh oh oh… la na na na Oh, oh oh oh… Sleep on my darling Sleep on, don't wake as I leave I've been rehearsing this scene so long now Don't interrupt me as I do it for real The bedroom floor is treacherous A teacup could be disastrous 'Cos it'll mean I would have to say What was written on the letter I posted yesterday So that it would get here When I was gone And you awoke Oh, she'll meet me from the train And she won't know a thing About how I talk with my mouth full And only bath once a week How I'm nicer the first time you meet me than the next And I'm rapidly losing interest in sex Yeah, I'm rapidly losing interest in sex What's the point in making it over-emotional? You can do it the hard way Or you can be a professional Oh, oh La na na na Oh, oh I'm a professional Oh, oh La na na na Oh, oh Sleep on my darling Sleep on my love Sleep on my darling Sleep on my love Sleep on my darling Sleep on my love Sleep on my darling Sleep on my love
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