G
Come home in the mornin'
Am
She don't care where I've been
C D G
But ooh at least she's thinking of me
She broke my old guitar
And beat up my brand new red car
G7
But ooh at least she's thinking of me
C G
I ain't exactly what she wanted
C Bm Am
She ain't exactly my lost weekend
She ran naked in my race
She shined the light right in my face
But ooh at least she don't ignore me
She flew me in a red balloon
She shot me right on past the moon
But ooh at least she don't ignore me
I ain't exactly what she wanted
She ain't exactly my lost weekend
E C
Too old to feel so young
E C
Too old to feel so young
E C
Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'
G D/F# F
I just can't shake this feelin'
She don't make my tea with no honey
Ooh at least she thinks I'm funny
She spent all my time, spent all my money
ooh she's as cute as the Easter Bunny
I ain't exactly what she wanted
She ain't exactly my lost weekend
Too old to feel so young
Too old to feel so young
Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'
I just can't shake this feelin'
I ain't exactly what she wanted
She ain't exactly my lost weekend
Too old to feel so young
Too old to feel so young
Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'
I just can't shake this feelin'