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One More Minute Tab

by Weird Al Yankovic




One More Minute by Weird Al Yankovic

Chords by Bo Ford

I haven't heard this song in a while, so please feel free to correct any
mistakes.  I'm not
absolutely sure if the B7 is right, but it sounds pretty close.  Have fun.
Bo

                                                  
Well I heard that you're leaving, gonna leave me far behind,
                                                             
'Cause you found a brand new lover, you decided that I'm not your kind.


                              
So I pulled your name out of my Rolladex,
                               
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.....


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


                        
I guess I may 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...


                                     
Oh so honey, let me help you with that suitcase
                                
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..


                                     
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,
                                            
Again, and again, and again, and again, and again

Oh can't you what I'm trying to say, darlin'


                                     
I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leaches
                                    
Shove an ice-pick under a toe nail or two
                        
I'd rather clean all the bathrooms
                                 
In Grand Central Station, with my tongue..
                              
Than spend one more minute with you


                                           
Yes, I'd rather dive naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks
                                       
Or stick my nostrils together with Krazy-Glue
                    
I'd rather dive in 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 throw it on the floor and stomp on it till I die....
                              
Than spend one more minute with you.....