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by Squeeze





"Pulling Mussels From The Shell" by Squeeze 		I think this is a little
closer J

                                             
They do it down on camber sands, They do it at Waikiki
             						
Lazing about the beach all day, All night the crickets creepy
                      	                     	  
Squinting faces at the sky, A Harrold Robbins paperback
                             	                            
Surfers drop their boards and dry, And everybody wants a hat

G#Am                               
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
                                  
And I feel like William Tell
             Bflat              
Maid Marion on her      tiptoed feet
                             
Pulling mussels from the shell,
                               
Pulling mussels from the shell

                                                
Shrinking in the sea so cold, Topless ladies look away
  						   
A he-man in a sunken shower, Shelters from the rain
                                                     
You wish you had a motor boat, To pose around the harbor bar
                                                          
And when the sun goes out to bed, You hook it up behind the car


G#Am                                  
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
                               
And I feel like William Tell
           Bflat              
Maid Marion on her      tiptoed feet
                                 
Pulling mussels from the shell,
                                   
Pulling mussels from the shell

                                                   
Two fat ladies window shop, Something for the mantelpiece
 						        
In for bingo all the nines, A panda for sweet little niece
                                               
The coach drivers stand about, Looking at a local map
                                              
About the boy he's gone away, Down to next door's caravan

 G#Am                               
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
                         
And I feel like William Tell
             Bflat              
Maid Marion on her      tiptoed feet
                                 
Pulling mussels from the shell,
                                   
Pulling mussels from the shell
(2X and end)

I saw this in the archive and it was so confusing I was motivated to
help it out, I think the words are correct, but more important, I
believe the chords are in the right place.

This is a cool song, so enjoy. Mike Makarov


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Here it is: the Squeeze classic, "Pulling Mussels From The Shell,"
written by Glenn Tilbrook and Chris Difford, from the 1980 album
"Argybargy."
Difford and Tilbrook often perform this song acoustic -- in fact, I
started
playing it after seeing them on an early "Unplugged" before it got
trendy
with big stars. Note: I use G# and climb back down to G on the chorus,
but
on TV they played a different chord which I couldn't figure out
visually.
Also, they skip the solo and go straight to the last verse...Enjoy!

"Pulling Mussels From The Shell" by Squeeze (my previous post was
incorrect)

                                                   
They do it down on camber sands, They do it at Waikiki
                                                           
Lazing about the beach all day, All night the crickets creepy
                                           
Squinting faces at the sky, A Harrold Robbins paperback
                                                     
Surfers drop their boards and dry, And everybody wants a hat

     
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
     
And I feel like William Tell
                         
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
                              
Pulling mussels from the shell,
                                
Pulling mussels from the shell

                                                    
Shrinking in the sea so cold, Topless ladies look away
                                                 
A he-man in a sunken shower, Shelters from the rain
                                               
You wish you had a motor boat, To pose around the harbor bar
                                                 
And when the sun goes out to bed, You hook it up behind the car

     
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
     
And I feel like William Tell
                         
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
                              
Pulling mussels from the shell,
                               
Pulling mussels from the shell

                                                       
Two fat ladies window shop, Something for the mantelpiece
                                                        
In for bingo all the nines, A panda for sweet little niece
                                         
The coach drivers stand about, Looking at a local map
                                               
About the boy he's gone away, Down to next door's caravan

     
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
     
And I feel like William Tell
                         
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
                              
Pulling mussels from the shell,
                         
Pulling mussels from the shell  (2X and end)

"The little man knows all ..."