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Date: Fri, 03 Jan 1997 14:45:46 -0800
From: Christian Dyhre 
Subject: TAB:  by 

Artist: Chumbawamba
Song: This girl
>From the album: Swingin' with Raymond
Words and music by: Chumbawamba
Transcribed by: Christian Dyhre   christian.dyhre@mailbox.swipnet.se




This is basically the whole song.
Fig.1 is in the Intro and then one time after each chorus.
Fig.2 is after each verse. Good luck.

Fig.1
 {C}          {G}        {Am}          {C}           {F}
{C}         {F}           {G}
E----3-3--3-1-0-+------------------+----3-3--3-1-0-+------------------+
B---------------+-1----------------+---------------+-1----------------+
G---------------+------------------+---------------+------------------+
D---------------+------------------+---------------+------------------+
A---------------+------------------+---------------+------------------+
E---------------+------------------+---------------+------------------+

{C}This {G}gir{Am}l
She didn't {C}turn out quite the {F}way she was sup{C}posed to do
{F}{G}Ooh.
{C}this {G}gir{Am}l
She got {C}bored of all the {F}things they brought her {C}up to say
{F}she {G}never ment them anyw{C}ay


Fig.2        {G}          {Am}        {G}
E---------------+------------------+
B-1------0------+------------------+
G---------------+-2-------0--------+
D---------------+------------------+
A---------------+------------------+
E---------------+------------------+

This girl
She got caught out on the multi-storey car park
Throwing goodbye notes wrapped up in bricks
When they put her in the car
She said "Jesus made me do it"
But all the priests in all the world couldn't save this girl

This girl
Content with all the bloody noses,
scabby knees you get from fighting wars like these
Running past the tidy houses pulling faces
This material world couldn't tempt this girl

{F}Now she {G}entertains the {C}world and all it's {Am}mates
{F}But she {G}doesn't fit {C}in {C}
{F}Every{G}body thinks this {C}girl is {Am}great
But she's {F}lacing all the {F}party drinks
with {F}venom from a {F}poison {C}pen {G}{Am}{C}{F}{C}{F}{G}

This girl
She made a habit of habitually lying
Does everybody's head in
She knows what happens when the next stop that you see
It's not the one that everyone expected it to be
This girl

Happy families round the supermarket check-out
She loves to be the odd one out the part girl who stayed upstairs
Playing musical chairs La-la, la-la-la
She doesn't care
This girl

{F}Now she {G}entertains the {C}world and all it's {Am}mates
{F}But she {G}doesn't fit {C}in {C}
{F}Every{G}body thinks this {C}girl is {Am}great
But she's {F}lacing all the {F}party drinks
with {F}venom from a {F}poison {C}pen {G}{Am}{C}{F}{C}{F}{G}

{C}This {G}gir{Am}l
She didn't {C}turn out quite the {F}way she was sup{C}posed to do
{F}O{G}o{C}oh.


And now, just a few words words:
"Open your eyes. It's time to wake up. Enough is enough. Give the
fascist man a gunshot"

Chumbawamba