Intro -x2-: A   Bm Gbm
 
Verse 1:
A                 Bm       Gbm
Darling, I'm with St. Bernards
           A                           Bm  Gbm
And we are scouring the Alps and the Andes
            A                Bm  Gbm
And if they die it is on my head
            A                              Bm          Gbm
They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne, to my bed
 
Chorus:
       A               Bm           D        Gbm
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning
       A               Bm         Gbm        D 
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A                 Bm           D           Gbm 
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D         Gbm 
Prove to each other that romance is boring
 
Instrumental -x2-: A  Bm Gbm
 
Verse 2:
A                           Bm  Gbm
Start as you mean to continue
A                         Bm  Gbm
Complacent and self-involved
A                            Bm  Gbm
You're trying not to be nervous
A                         Gbm
Wish you were trying at all
 
Pre-Chorus:
 A                               Bm            Gbm
I will wake, I will bake, I Will bake phallic cake
           A                     Bm  Gbm
Take your diffidence, make it my clubhouse
       A                           Bm          Gbm
But my strength's within lies, ventricle cauterised
         A                      Bm 
It's the way of living that I espouse
 
Chorus:
       A               Bm           D        Gbm 
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning
       A               Bm        D 
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A                 Bm           D           Gbm
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D         Gbm
Prove to each other that romance is boring
 
Instrumental: A Gbm A Gbm
 
Bridge:
A                                      Gbm
 We are two ships that pass in the night
                             Bm
You and I, we are nothing alike
                                          D
I am a pleasure cruise, you are gone out to trawl
                -nc-
Return nets empty, nothing and oh
 
Chorus:
       A               Bm           D        Gbm
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning
       A               Bm         Gbm        D 
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A                 Bm           D           Gbm
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D         Gbm
Prove to each other that romance is boring
 
Instrumental: A Gbm A Gbm Abm
 
Outro:
       A               Bm           D        Gbm
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning
       A               Bm         Gbm        D 
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
A                 Bm           D           Gbm 
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
A              Bm          D         Gbm      A 
Prove to each other that romance is boring