Honey We Can't Afford To Look This Cheap

	  		


   
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Intro: Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 3 


verse 1:  

F 
Well, I want to try and hold my head up high 
                                                     C 
In this busted-up Pinto truck conversion between the broken concrete and the cloudy sky 
           Bb                                      C                        Bb 
Well, you have to make an effort with me, can you make it look like you're chauffeuring me? 
      F                      C                 F   (Riff 3, Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 3) 
There's enough gas to get us home now if we glide               
    

verse 2: 

        F 
When we took this job I thought that you knew the deal 
                                                  C 
I told the boss we had a Mercedes-Benz but all we got in our yard is a steering wheel 
        Bb                                            C                     Bb 
Well, I can't borrow this tuxedo much longer, well we might have to cut and sell your long hair 
F                C                           F   (Riff 3) 
I don't mind you wearing a wig, but I won't steal 


  

            Bb 
Yeah, well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap 
           Bb                                           C 
We need to make it look like we're high class, so we'll haul ourself on, we can't be beat 
        Bb                                               F                        Bb 
I can't help but wonder, this time next year, will we be drinking Dom Perignon or reheated beer? 
      F               C                 F      (Riff 3, Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 3) 
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap. 



verse 3:  

        F 
We have to keep up appearances as long as we can 
                                                       C 
There's too much to lose, our social status, well, our ice machine, and our ceiling fan 
            Bb                                       C                  Bb 
And if they find out that we ain't real songwriters that we go Dutch on cigarette lighters 
 F                        C                  F 
We're gonna lose the paradise that's in our hands 




      Bb 
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap 
       Bb                          C 
Got an image to live up to, in the best motel on Imposter Street 
          Bb                                 F                           C 
While the Jones are waltzin off to dinner we glue old lotto tix together tryin to make us a winner 
         F               C             F        (Riff 3, Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 3) 
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap 
 




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