Kidnapper

E

   E
Uh hey, you've got an unnerving face
E
Twitching eyes like Norman Bates
           E
You got a   cigarette eye on a mirror
N.C.
Farm boy brown gas station sweeper
    A
You took that girl, you put the saddle on her
E
Just thirteen, she's her daddy's apple
    F#               G             F#         E
and she don't know   you're the kidnapper, uh huh (ty tyy-dy ty-ty-tyy-dy)

   E
Uh hey, your daddy's Whiskey Sam
         E
He's got bloodshot eyes like Ray Milland
        E
Playing solitaire, your mother fidgets
    N.C.
You wanna be rich but you won't dig ditches
    A
She bitches like a brat,  she got the money
       E
People breaking their necks
        E
and she thinks it's funny
             F#           G        F#       E
Where's your old man now? Nobody's home, uh huh (ty tyy-dy ty-ty-tyy-dy)

E  D  E
Kidnapper
E  D  E
Kidnapper
E  D  E
Kidnapper
E  D  E
Kidnapper
      F#           G             F#         E
Well, she don't,   you're the kidnapper, uh huh!

E
Hey, they call you  Skinny Jim
    E
and nobody knows the boat you're in
     E
They dipped your tail, when you were back in school
               N.C.
Well, you're a real strange case, but your nobody's fool
       A
So you took that girl and you put the saddle on her
E
Just thirteen, she's fresh out of diapers
    F#              G             F#
and she don't know you're the kidnapper

   E N.C.   E  E  E
Uh huh!          (ty tyy-dy ty-ty-tyy-dy)
E  E  E  E    N.C.
A  E

F#             G             F#         E
She don't know you're the kidnapper. Uh huh! (ty tyy-dy ty-ty-tyy-dy)
             F#           G        F#      E
Where's your old man now? Nobody's home uh-huh! (ty tyy-dy ty-ty-tyy-dy)
      F#             G             F#         E N.C.              E
Well, she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh huh! (ty tyy-dy aty)

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