Hard-loving Loser Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

  Well, AHe's the kind of guy puts on a motorcycle jacket

  and he weighs about a hundred and five. (A7man)

  AHe's the kind of surfer got a ho-daddy haircut

and you wonder how he'll ever survive.

  AHe's the kind of frogman wearing twenty pounds of counter weights

  and sinking in the sea like a stone. (A7and)

  AHe's the kind of soldier got no sense of direction

and they send him in the jungle alone.

  But when the Dfrost's on the pumpkin and the D7little girls are jumpin'

  he's a Ahard-loving son-of-a-gA7un. He's got them E7waiting down stairs

  just to D7sample his affaifs; They cAall him a spoonful of fun! (mA7an)

2nd Verse

He's the kind of person going riding on a skateboard

And his mind raging out of control (and)

He's the kind of person gonna drive a Maserati

Puts the key inside the wrong little whole.

He's the kind of ski-bum tearing wild down the mountain,

Hits a patch where there ain't any snow. (and)

He's the kind of cowboy got a hot trigger finger,

Shoots his boot, 'cause he's drawing kind of slow.

But when it comes time for rolling, he's an expert at bowling,

Sets the pins up and lays them right down.

He's got them taking off their heels,and they like the way he feels,

And they call him a carnival clown.

3rd Verse

Well now, he's got a parachute , screaming out "Geronimo,"

And makes a little hole in the ground. (and)

He's the kind of logger when the man hollers "timber,"

Has to stop and look around for the sound. (and)

He's the kind of artist rents a groovy little attic

And discovers that he can't grow a beard. (and)

He's a human cannonball, come in for a landing

And wonders where the net disappeared.

But when he takes off his shoes , man it won't come as news

That they're lining up in threes and in twos.

He's got them fainting on the floor,got them begging for some more

And they call him what ever they choose.

solo

4th Verse = Repeat 1st Verse. Fade out on E7

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