Biography:
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Capo 2
[Intro]
E
[Verse]
E
Well I talk to my son until I'm blue in the face,
A Aadd9
He's a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace.
E
He lays around the house, smokes dope and masturbates,
A B7 E
Tell me son, what do you want to be?
E
Well your a worthless young s*** as i've ever seen,
A Aadd9
You know there's much more to life then a c*** magazine.
E
I'll send you to college, you can earn your degree,
A B7 E A E
Tell me son what do you want to be?
[Chorus]
A E A E
Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight,
A B7 E
Seems like a good job for me.
[Verse]
E
Well I spoke to my wife, I said what can be done,
A Aadd9
With this highly offensive excuse for a son?
E
He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts,
A B7 E
Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf.
E
I went up to his room, didn't bother to knock,
A Aadd9
I said 'Son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your cock.'
E
You're a livin' breathin' insult to society,
A B7 E
Tell me son what do you want to be?
[Chorus]
A E A E
Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight,
A B7 E
Seems like a good job for me.
[Verse]
E
Well I was proud of my son, he had earned his degree,
A
He's a geniune doctor of gynecology.
E
He's got an office and a nurse and patients galore,
A B7 E
Who could ask for anything more?
[Chorus]
E
Dad, I ain't got a damn thing to be thankful for,
A
I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door.
E
They all smell like tuna fish, and they s*** on the floor,
A B7 E
To tell the truth, IT'S A BIG F***IN' BORE!
[Verse]
A E A E
I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight,
A B7 E
It aint all that it's cracked up to be.
A E A E
I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight,
A B7 A E
It aint all that it's cracked up to be.
[Intro]
E
[Verse]
E
Well I talk to my son until I'm blue in the face,
A Aadd9
He's a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace.
E
He lays around the house, smokes dope and masturbates,
A B7 E
Tell me son, what do you want to be?
E
Well your a worthless young s*** as i've ever seen,
A Aadd9
You know there's much more to life then a c*** magazine.
E
I'll send you to college, you can earn your degree,
A B7 E A E
Tell me son what do you want to be?
[Chorus]
A E A E
Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight,
A B7 E
Seems like a good job for me.
[Verse]
E
Well I spoke to my wife, I said what can be done,
A Aadd9
With this highly offensive excuse for a son?
E
He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts,
A B7 E
Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf.
E
I went up to his room, didn't bother to knock,
A Aadd9
I said 'Son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your cock.'
E
You're a livin' breathin' insult to society,
A B7 E
Tell me son what do you want to be?
[Chorus]
A E A E
Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight,
A B7 E
Seems like a good job for me.
[Verse]
E
Well I was proud of my son, he had earned his degree,
A
He's a geniune doctor of gynecology.
E
He's got an office and a nurse and patients galore,
A B7 E
Who could ask for anything more?
[Chorus]
E
Dad, I ain't got a damn thing to be thankful for,
A
I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door.
E
They all smell like tuna fish, and they s*** on the floor,
A B7 E
To tell the truth, IT'S A BIG F***IN' BORE!
[Verse]
A E A E
I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight,
A B7 E
It aint all that it's cracked up to be.
A E A E
I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy.
A E
KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight,
A B7 A E
It aint all that it's cracked up to be.
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