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Date: Sat, 30 Mar 1996 19:01:44 -0500
From: Denis Ford
One More Minute by Weird Al Yankovic
Words transcribed by I. Josh Greenstein (at least they were on his web page)
Chords by Bo Ford
I haven’t heard this song in a while, so please feel free to correct any
mistakes. I’m not
absolutely sure if the B7 is right, but it sounds pretty close. Have fun.
Bo
D G D G
Well I heard that you’re leaving, gonna leave me far behind,
B7 Em A D
‘Cause you found a brand new lover, you decided that I’m not your kind.
G D G
So I pulled your name out of my Rolladex,
C G
And I tore all your pictures in two,
B7 Em
And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go,
A D
Just because it reminds me of you…..
C D G
That’s right, you ain’t gonna see me crying,
C D G
I’m glad that you found somebody new,
C D G C
‘Cause I’d rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass,
G D G
Than spend one more minute with you.
D G
I guess I may seem kinda bitter,
D G D
You got me feeling down in the dumps,
B7 Em
‘Cause I’m stranded all alone in the gas station of love,
A D
And I have to use the self-service pumps…
C D G
Oh so honey, let me help you with that suitcase
C D G
You ain’t gonna break my heart in two
C D G C
‘Cause I’d rather get a hundred-thousand paper cuts on my face,
G D G
Than spend one more minute with you..
Em D G
I’d rather rip out my intestines with a fork
C G
Than watch you going out with other men
Em G Em
I’d rather slam my fingers in a door,
A D
Again, and again, and again, and again, and again
Oh can’t you what I’m trying to say, darlin’
C D G
I’d rather have my blood sucked out by leaches
C D G
Shove an ice-pick under a toe nail or two
C D
I’d rather clean all the bathrooms
G C
In Grand Central Station, with my tongue..
G D G
Than spend one more minute with you
C D G
Yes, I’d rather dive naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks
C D G
Or stick my nostrils together with Krazy-Glue
C D
I’d rather dive in a swimming pool filled with
G C
Double-edged razor blades
G D Em
Than spend one more minute with you
C D
I’d rather rip my heart right out of my ribcage with my bare hands
G C
And throw it on the floor and stomp on it till I die….
G D G
Than spend one more minute with you…..
