A Square In The Social Circle chords by Betty Hutton

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Am
Bbdim
G
Bdim
E
D
G#dim
F#dim
Ebdim
B
Em
A
C
Cm
Baug
F
Bb
Bbaug
Gm
Eb
G#
Dm

Verse 1
Am 
Bbdim 
G 
Bdim 
E 
Am 
D 
I
G 
used my silver spoon at birth
G#dim 
For throwing meatballs at my nurse
D 
F#dim 
Ebdim 
B 
And much to my       re       gret
Em 
A 
Am 
I can't mingle with the so cial set.

Verse 2
D 
I used the wrong fork at
the Stork in New York.
G 
My manners ain't fit for a goop.
C 
Cm 
I'm just a square in  the
Em 
Bbdim 
social circle.
Am 
G 
Em 
Who put that fly in my soup?
Am 

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Verse 3

I'd rather go out with a lout to about

Than sleep in a symphony hall.

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I'm just a square in the social circle.

Who knocked my gum off that wall?

Verse 4
G 
When the utterly utter flows like butter
C 
I want to start pitching a curve.
Am 
Em 
A 
Em 
A 
With a silly old blighter on a first nighter
Am 
I feel like a pickled hors d'oeuvres,
No verve.

Verse 5
D 
Am 
I never felt gay in a fancy beret
G 
C 
Or wear a babushka or bursk.
Cm 
I'm just a square in  the
Baug 
G 
Bbdim 
social circle.
Am 
F 
Finger bowls hurt me the worst.
G 
Am 
D 
They just don't quench
G 
my thirst!
Cm 
F 

Verse 6
Bb 
Mrs. Vanderpuss with greet me
Bbaug 
D 
with a four     teen karat shout,
Gm 
"My dear you simply must come to
Bb 
my daughter's coming out!"
Eb 
Her daughter is a Frankenstein,
G 
a Dracula in mink.
Cm 
When she comes out each
stag will shout,
Eb 
G# 
"Gadzooks, I need a drink!"
G 
C 
I'd dined and clubbed,

Verse 7
I've elbow rubbed from
F 
Yonkers to Cheyenne!
G 
Em 
Boo to you bud;
A 
Take your blue blood
Am 
D 
And stuck it in your fountain
G 
pen!
G# 
G 

Verse 8
Eb 
D 
Am 
D 
Am 
I   wanna brush all the flush
F#dim 
in the gush.
G 
I'd rather get left than be right.
C 
Cm 
I'm just a square in  the
G 
Bbdim 
A 
social circle.
Am 
G 
Any one here wanna fight?
Am 

Verse 9
And none of me fits with
D 
the wits at the Ritz.
G 
I'd rather relax on a stool.
C 
Cm 
I'm just a square in  the
G 
Bbdim 
A 
social circle.
Am 
G# 
Anyone wanna shoot pool?

Verse 10
G 
When a cookie with cabbage
gets too savage
Em 
G 
F 
G 
I'll wrestle him three out of four.
C 
Am 
Em 
A 
I would rather a sailor hop in my trailer
Am 
And show me his nautical lore.
D 
Why sure!
Am 
The ladies will

Verse 11
D 
frills only fill
G 
me with chills.
C 
They're soft as a ball of chenile.
I'm just a square in the social
Em 
Bbdim 
circle.
A 
Am 
D 
Bdim 
E 
I've got a muscle of steel.
G 
E 
Anyone here want to feel?
Am 
Bbdim 
I'm as square as a pear     in a

Verse 12
G 
E 
boutonniere.
Em 
A 
Em 
Fancy silks won't stay on.
C 
Cm 
I'm designed for rayon.
Am 
D 
But I just don't seem to
G 
D 
Dm 
care.
G 
I'm a square!
G 