C F
I was travellin’ here and there, even knocking heaven’s door,
C G G7
Singing songs like you can hear to increase my chance to score.
C C7 F F7
And the truth that I have found needs no proof from Vatican:
C G G7 C C7
Our Lord made girls with titties. It’s the best that he has done.
Chorus:
F F7 C G
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
G7 C
titties, titties.
C F
Sometimes you may meet some lasses – and you’d better pass them by,
C G G7
Saying: “We don’t sell our asses” – that is just a fuckin’ lie.
C C7 F F7
You don’t need to be that pretty, as a market study says:
C G G7 C C7
If the lady has got titties, it’s a treasure that she has.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
C F
If you have nice-looking cleavage, there is nothing you can’t do.
C G G7
You don’t think about living – living thinks about you.
C C7 F F7
You will get a help from strangers, everybody would be friends,
C G
Who would save you from all dangers just to give
G7 C C7
your tits a glance.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
C F
You will have a fancy house; you will have a brand-new car.
C G G7
Anywhere anyhow you’ll be treated like a star.
C C7 F F7
No worries, no troubles, so the only thing you do
C G G7 C C7
Is just waving tits around, letting people look at you.
C7 F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
C F
Tits – they rule the world, you know: east and west and north
and south.
C G G7
Even babies in the cradles want to have them in the mouth.
C C7 F F7
But if aging had come close and your boobs are touching floor –
C G
You just go to plastic surgeon. Now you’re ready
G7 C C7
for some more.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
titties.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
I was travellin’ here and there, even knocking heaven’s door,
C G G7
Singing songs like you can hear to increase my chance to score.
C C7 F F7
And the truth that I have found needs no proof from Vatican:
C G G7 C C7
Our Lord made girls with titties. It’s the best that he has done.
Chorus:
F F7 C G
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
G7 C
titties, titties.
C F
Sometimes you may meet some lasses – and you’d better pass them by,
C G G7
Saying: “We don’t sell our asses” – that is just a fuckin’ lie.
C C7 F F7
You don’t need to be that pretty, as a market study says:
C G G7 C C7
If the lady has got titties, it’s a treasure that she has.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
C F
If you have nice-looking cleavage, there is nothing you can’t do.
C G G7
You don’t think about living – living thinks about you.
C C7 F F7
You will get a help from strangers, everybody would be friends,
C G
Who would save you from all dangers just to give
G7 C C7
your tits a glance.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
C F
You will have a fancy house; you will have a brand-new car.
C G G7
Anywhere anyhow you’ll be treated like a star.
C C7 F F7
No worries, no troubles, so the only thing you do
C G G7 C C7
Is just waving tits around, letting people look at you.
C7 F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
C F
Tits – they rule the world, you know: east and west and north
and south.
C G G7
Even babies in the cradles want to have them in the mouth.
C C7 F F7
But if aging had come close and your boobs are touching floor –
C G
You just go to plastic surgeon. Now you’re ready
G7 C C7
for some more.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
titties.
F F7 C G G7
Titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties, titties,
C
titties.
