A Bit of Hanky-Panky (a) chords by Richard Myhill

  • Eb

    6
  • Ab

    4
  • Db

    4
  • Absus4

    4
  • Bbm

  • Adim

  • Gbm

    2
  • Fm

  • C

  • Abaug

    4
  • Dbm

    4
  • Abdim

    6
  • Bb

  • Gb

    2
  • Ebm

    6
  • Abm

    4
  • B

    2
  • Bdim

Verse 1
Eb
Ab
Db
Absus4
Ab
Db
Ab
I've just met a boy,
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Ab
a very charming boy
Bbm
Who's all the world and
Adim
Gbm
Db
everything to me
Fm
C
Handsome debonair,
Abaug
Ab
moustache and wavy hair
Dbm
Ab
Abdim
Bb
If you see us walking out
Eb
Absus4
Ab
then you'll agree
Db
Ab
We went to Balmahar to
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Ab
see his ma and pa
Db
Gb
To make, I thought, all his intentions clear
Eb
Db
But sadly I must wait for him
Bb
to name the date
Ebm
What can a poor girl do
Abm
Ab
Db
to have him near?
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Db
Bb
I'm supposed to be a lady,
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Bb
Ebm
I know I'm his little miss
Ab
But a bit of slap and tickle
Db
Bb
like some tasty cheese and pickle
Eb
Is just what you want to lead him on
Ab
to a passionate goodnight kiss
Db
Ab
Db
Bb
So when my man is acting shyly,
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Bb
I've got the perfect remedy
Ebm
Gb
Db
A bit of anky -panky,
C
B
Bb
and somehow's your father
Eb
is right up his street,
Ab
Db
Ab
and just his cup of tea.
Db
Ab
He took me to a show,
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Ab
somewhere down in Bow,
Bbm
Gbm
with magic tricks, some singing,
Db
and a band.
Fm
C
Then he took me home
Ab
so I wouldn't be alone
Dbm
Ab
Bdim
And said goodnight an
Eb
Absus4
d gently shook my hand
Ab
Db
Ab
I know he's very shy
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Ab
and that's the reason why
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Gb
He can't find those pretty words to say
Eb
I know he wants to be the
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Bb
one to marry me.
Ebm
I've got to use my female charms
Ab
Abm
Ab
Db
to find a way.
Ab
Db
Bb
I'm supposed to be a lady.
Ebm
Bb
Ebm
I know I'm his little miss.
Ab
But a bit of slap and tickle,
Db
Bb
like some tasty cheese and pickle
Eb
Is just what you want to lead him on
Ab
to a passionate goodnight kiss
Db
Ab
Db
Bb
So when my man is acting shyly,
Ebm
Bb
Ebm
I've got the perfect remedy
Gb
Db
A bit of anky -panky
Db
Abaug
B
and some how's your father
Bb
Eb
Ab
Is right up his street, his cup of tea,
Eb
right up his street
Ab
you wait and see
Eb
I'll tickle his feet
Ab
Db
and then he'll marry me
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