B             F#              C#
E | --------------- | --------------- | --------------
B | --------------- | --------------- | --------------
G | --------------- | --------------- | --------------
D | --4-4-6-4-6-4-- | --------------- | ---6-6-8-6-8-6
A | --2-2-2-2-2-2-- | -4-4-6-4-6-4--- | ---4-4-4-4-4-4
E | --------------- | -2-2-2-2-2-2--- | --------------

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Intro: B  F#  B  F#  (2x)

B                         F#
Look at the kid from school
               B                      F#
He’s teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool
              B                    F#
He’s changing fashion, the way he dress
    B                             F#
The tracksuits are old, and the hoody’s way too moody
       Eb          Bb                             
For a kid with the will to funk
    B        F#              C#                             
He dances in secret; he’s a part-time punk


B                        F#                                                              
She’s getting off the plane
               B                      F#                             
She wants to write a thesis on the population underprivileged
     B                   F#                                      
The kids fighting up the lane
      B                                                       
Shop lifting, just drifting
          F#                                                    
Like The Switchblade And The Cross 
                 Eb                 Bb                            
But if there’s trouble she’s got the moves
       B           F#         C#                                    
She’s taking an elementary class in Kung fu


   B                    F#                                        
I left my washing in the launderette
         B                             F#                                               
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
           B                                                
That when I see my washing 
     Eb           Bb           B              F#
The black will be grey and the white will be grey
          C#                                                    
But the blues are still blue
                                                              

B                      F#
I’m crying out for my mum
         B                         F#
If the malady don’t go away we’re in a little trouble
       B                F#
With the boss of the company
      B                       F#
I’m a singer, a swinger I’m a layabout but laying on 
   Eb            Bb
The dock in the lazy sun
     B             F#       C#
Will never quite relegate me to a bum


   B                    F#                                        
I left my lady in the launderette
         B                             F#                                               
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
           B                                                
That when I see my lady
     Eb           Bb            B              F#
The black will be white and the white will be black
          C#                                                    
But the blues are still blue

Base do solo:
B - C#  B - F# - B -  F#  - B  Eb - Bb - B - F# - C# 

B                 F#
Baby, I love your face
            B
I’ve been creeping round this town because…
        F#
Well, creeping’s just my way
           B                   F#
But with a little wink I’ll be there
          B                             F#
I’ll be excited for a week, but then excitement starts to fade
            Eb                 Bb
I know your young, but you’re out of touch
       B              F#         C#
You’re French, your vocabulary’s not quite formed


   B                       F#
I left my homework in the launderette
        B                              F#
I got a letter from my mamma which my stoopid dog has ate
              B             
I hid behind the fence
               Eb     Bb             B        F#
Here comes the deputy head with the bark of a bulldog
         C#
He’s not making much sense


   B                 F#                                        
I left my lady in the launderette
         B                             F#                                               
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
           B                                                
That when I see my lady
     Eb           Bb            B              F#
The black will be white and the white will be black
          C#                                                    
But the blues are still blue