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by Wierd Al Yankovic


One More Minute by Wierd al Yankovic
Transposed By Phante
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Tuning: EADGBe

Verse

                                     
Well I heard that you’re leaving
                                  
Gonna leave me far behind
                                           
Cos you found a brand new lover
                                              
You decided that I’m not your kind
                                               
So I pulled your name out of my rolodex
                                              
And I tore all your pictures in two
                                                               
And I burned down the malt shop where we used to go
                                             
Just because it reminds me of you

Chorus

                                                     
That’s right you ain’t gonna see me crying
                                                    
I’m glad that you found somebody new
                                                                          
But I’d rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass
                                                  
Than spend one more minute with you

Verse

I guess I might seem kinda bitter
You got me feeling down in the dumps
'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love
And I have to use the self-service pumps

Chorus

Oh, so honey, let me help you with that suitcase
You ain't (you ain't) gonna break my heart in two
'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face
Than spend one more minute with you







Bridge

                                  
I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork
                                                          
Than watch you going out with other men
                            
I'd rather slam my fingers in a door (yah)
                                                                 
Again and again and again and again and again

Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, Darlin...

Chorus

I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches (leeches)
Shove an icepick under a toenail or two
I'd rather clean all the bathrooms in Grand Central Station with my tongue
Than spend one more minute with you

Chorus

Yes, I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks
Or stick my nostrils together with crazy glue
I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor blades
Than spend one more minute with you


                                                           
I'd rather rip my heart right out of my ribcage with my bare hands
                                                                            
and then throw it on the floor and stomp on it 'till I die...
                                                   
Than spend one more minute with you