Date: Fri, 25 Oct 1996 11:40:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sacha Mallais <sacha@global-village.net>
Subject: CRD: "On Any Other Day" by The Police

Play in the standard reggae-esque Police rhythm.

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On Any Other Day by The Police

A                     A       A                 A
Theres a house on my street, and it looks real neat.
F                         F
I'm the chap who lives in it.
Theres a tree on the sidewalk, theres a car by the door.
I'll go for a drive in it.
And when the wombat (??) comes, he will find me gone.
He'll look for a place to sit.

Chorus I:
G   C       A          D         G
My wife has burned the scrambled eggs.
 C   A         D      G
The dog's just bit my leg.
C    A         D           G
My teen-aged daughter ran away.
C    A           D             A
My fine young son has turned out gay.

Cut up my fingers in the door of my car.
How could I do it?
My wife is proud to tell me of her love affairs.
How could she do this to me?

Chorus I

Chorus II:
A   G        E  B/A    A    G    E    B/A
And it would be OK on any other day.  X2

Throw down the morning papers, and spill my tea.
I don't know whats wrong with me.
The cups and plates are in a conspiracy.
I'm covered in misery.

Chorus I
Chorus II X4  (w/ Chipmunk-like voice: "Happy birthday dear daddy")

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Sacha Michel Mallais           sacha@global-village.net
                               http://www.global-village.net/sacha
   The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.