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From: GeekStink@aol.com
Date: Wed, 11 Oct 1995 21:42:36 -0400
Subject: "bab's uvula who?" by green day

"Bab's Uvula Who?"

Intro:
B  A  C

Verse:
D   D   D  A  C
D   D   D  A  C
D	D		D
I've got a knack for fucking everything up.
A			C
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
D		D		D
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
A			C
I lose control and l get myself all wound up.
D		D		D
Tension mounts and l fly off the wall.
A			C
l self-destruct and l get myself all wound up.
D		D		D
Petulance and irritation sets in.
A			C
I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up. 

Chorus:
D		A		B	
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
D		A		B
I lose control and l get myself all wound up.
D		A		B
l self-destruct and l get myself all wound up.
D		A		B
I throw a tantrum and l get all wound up.

Verse:
D		D		D
Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back.
A			C
Stuck in a rut and l get myself all wound up.
D		D		D
Killed my composure and it will never come back.
A			C
Loss of control and l get myself all wound up.
D		D		D
Blown out of proportion again.
A			C
My temper snaps and l get all wound up.
D		D		D
Spontaneous combustion, panic attack.
A			C
I slipped a gear and l get myself all wound up.

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