Billy

A 
Fuck you, Billy 
F#m           D 
Where is this going? 
              A 
You know your dad's at the bar 
             F#m         E 
And he keeps calling for shots 
          A 
Well, the lights in the bathroom 
              F#m         D 
Yeah, they're whiter than heaven 
         F#m 
And your sisters boyfriend 
      E       D 
Keeps looking at his - 

      A 
Well, fuck you, Billy 
F#m          D 
Show me the money 
             A 
You know the phlegm in the piss trough 
   F#m          E 
Is marbled with blood 
         A 
Like the trees in the forest 
            F#m         D 
Now they're calling for axes 
         F#m 
And your dads at the bar 
             E           D 
And he keeps calling for shots, hey 

A         F#m      D 
I, I hate tequila rosé 
    A         F#m     D 
And I, I hate tequila rosé 

Interlude 

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A D D   G 

A 
Fuck you, Billy 
F#m      D 
Open the garden 
           A 
I'll be as quiet as a peeper 
F#m            E 
Perched in the loft 
              A 
Oh, there's a man in Japan 
F#m              D 
Who dresses like lassie 
       A                    E            D 
And he pays other people to take him for walks, yup 


A         F#m      D 
I, I hate tequila rosé 
    A         F#m     D 
And I, I hate tequila rosé 
    A         F#m     D 
And I, I hate tequila rosé 
    A         F#m     D 
And I, I hate tequila rosé 

F#m 
Fuck you, Billy 
F#m 
Where is this going? 
              D 
You know your dad's at the bar 
              D 
And he keeps calling for shots 
         F 
It's not Baileys or vodka 
         F 
Or sweet Johnnie Walker 
         F 
No, it's not Baileys or vodka 
         F 
Or sweet Johnnie Walker 
             F#m 
You know, so fuck you, Billy 
Where is this going? 
              D 
You know your dad's at the bar 
And he keeps calling for sh-shots 

A 
Billy, walk me home 
        E          D 
Up this Calvary of drink 
            A 
You know my mind is losing oxygen 
   E           D 
My mind is losing oxygen 
    A 
The karaoke's coming on 
   E                     E 
My tongue it tastes like calvados 
    A 
So, Billy, walk me home 
               E 
You know she's touching his 
D 
Touching his chest 

Outro 

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