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Tom: Am Am F Dm G Used to be a major scale Am F Dm G But the melody went stale Am F Dm G Musical cacophony let Am F Dm G Eensy Weensy spider free You're a rich little boy Who's had to work for his toys You've got all the sensibilities Of an upper class guy Am C F G No I'm not your little slave Am C F G No I don't twist and turn that way Am C F G Only got bad things to say Am C G F You're always asking what is up, up with me Am C F Could never tell you what happened G C G Am The day I turned seventeen C G Am The rise of a king and the fall of a queen C G F C G Am Seventeen, seventeen (same chords as verse 1) Oh, you are embarrassed of me Cos I use my tongue freely Bet you wish I couldn't speak Cos when I do, you know I tell you why you're being weak You want a hassle free life Go get your upper class wife Oh, she's got all the personality Of a lemon that has been Truly sucked dry You teach me how to behave I felt you question the way I was brought up as a baby Well you don't know fuck about my family Could never tell you what happened The day I turned seventeen The rise of a king and the fall of a queen Seventeen, seventeen C G Am Never fell down like a princess C G Am I used to kid myself in this stress C G F That it was just how things C G Am Were meant to be C G Am C G Am Oh, seventeen, seventeen.