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        We have no time for lover's games of 

                                 E E7
        hide-and-seek or cat-and-mouse 

        Am                     D                  G
        I come home tired, you call me names, you work 

                            E  E7
        all week at keeping house 

        Am          D           G
        I understand the drudgery of what you do, but 

        E  E7
        don't you think 

        Am                D
        The office is the same for me?

        Cm              G
        You ask me to unblock the sink

        Am              D
        Life is getting shorter 

        G                   E  E7
        Nickel dime and quarter 

        Am              D
        Talk is getting cheaper 

        Cm              G      C   G
        Love is getting deeper 

        
 
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        I get to work under the sink I bang my head the

                E  E7
        spanner slips 

        Am                D                      G
        I cut my hand and wish I had a drink but curse

                          E  E7
        instead the water drips 

        Am          D             G
        You nag at me, I raise my voice, the 

                               E  E7
        baby's toys are on the floor 

        Am              D        
        You say be quiet I have no choice;

            Cm                 G
        the slightest noise disturbs next door
 
        Am              D
        Life is getting shorter
 
        G               E  E7
        Nickel dime and quarter 

        Am              D
        Talk is getting cheaper 

        Cm              G        C  G
        Love is getting deeper 


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        The kettle boils, the baby cries, I pick him up

                   E  E7            Am
        his little teeth are coming through 

            D              G                    E  
        I dry his eyes, you break a cup and underneath 

            E7      Am
        the kitchen light 

                    D                G       
        Your pretty face is close to tears and so my

                   E     E7
        heart goes out to you 

              Am                D
        As we embrace, love reappears 

                    Cm   G
        To play its part 

        Am              D
        Life is getting shorter 

        G                  E E7
        Nickel dime and quarter 

        Am              D
        Talk is getting cheaper 

        Cm              G     
        Love is getting deeper 



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