Vicky Verky chords by Squeeze

VICKY VERKY.   by squeeze from argybargy.


Intro:
A   F#m  E     A    F#m  E


         A              D   A     A                        D   A
With her hair up in his fingers,  The fish and chips smell lingers
  E         A     E       E                    A   E
Under amber streetlamps,  She holds the law in her hands
    D                G    D       Bm                       E   A
The moistness of the damp night,  Falls silent through the lamplight
F#m                 E   D          Bm               E    A
Although she's only fourteen,  She really knows her courting.
A    F#m  E (x2)

A                  D  A       A                           D A
And up the railway sidings,   There's him and her They're lying
  E               A   E     E                         A  E
Hand in hand they whisper,  You're my missus I'm your mister
    D                  G  D         Bm             E   A
The moon was white and virgin,  And she was on the turning
F#m                 E   D         Bm                   E  A
Remember your first nibble,  When best friends were so little.
A    F#m  E (x2)


     A                  D    A     A                      D  A
They really trooped the colours,   When walking with each other
    E                   A   E     E                 A   E
And all her mates would giggle,   As ladylike she'd wiggle
    D         G    D         Bm                      E   A
All along the high street,   They'd splash out on an ice cream
F#m                   E     D               Bm                E  A
He'd sometimes really treat her,  when he'd done his mother's meter
A     F#m  E (x2)



     A              D   A      A                   D      A
Well he went off to Borstal,   He said that he was forced to
E                A  E    E                   A         E
Rob the flats of Hi Fi's Cuz she was ill and she would cry
     D               G   D    Bm                   E   A
Each morning she got sicker,  Her mother sometimes hit her
F#m                     E   D       Bm                 E  A
If she'd have known the story,  She would have been so sorry
A     F#m  E  (x2)


(MID 8)

F#m
He received a letter and admitted it

There was nothing else to do but to get rid of it
Bm                                                      D                            E
Lonely in his dormitory He'd sit and stare, Is this for real, and is it really fair…

Interlude:
B   E B    B   E B   F#   B F#  F#   B F#

E   A E   C#m   F#  B   G#m   F# E  C#m  F#  B


B                   E  B    B                        E  B
Summer came so they went,   Down to the coast in his tent
    F#              B   F#   F#                B  F#
She cooked upon his primer,  And sampled local cider
    E               A   E      C#m                 F#     B
She told him in his rucksack,  I think I want that chance back
   G#m            F#  E     C#m          F#   B
To be perhaps the one who,  Will forever love you
   G#m            F#  E          C#m          F#   B