Ladykillers accords

Em Bm Em C B
Em Bm Em C B
A G F#m F#m

Em                G                   
Here we go, I'm hanging out in Camden
Bm                                A        Em
Drinkin with my girlfriends on a Saturday night
Em               G                
This guy says, "come and meet my girlfriend"
       Bm                            A        Em
She's sitting in the corner looking rather uptight

      D                 A         Em
So I say "hello" and I try to be nice
      D                D#  D
But I see he's feeling itchy
D                 Em
Trying to play us off each other,
C                             B
"Girls, girls, please don't fight" (you get the picture)

Em            G                   
Hey you, the muscles and the long hair
Bm                            A       Em
Telling me that women are superior to men
Em             G
Most guys just don't appreciate this
Bm                                  A         Em
You just try convincing me you're better than them

D                                A         Em
So he talks for hours about his sensitive soul
D                         D# D
And his favorite subject is sex
D                     Em
I don't think he even wanted it
            C                    B
Whatever, Christ this guy's too much (I wanna tell him)

C            Em
I'm as human as the next girl,
    C            Em             
I like a bit of flattery
    C                 Em                      C                B               
But I don't need your practiced lines, your school of charm mentality so
C                     Em                C            Em
Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more
C                Em
When it comes to men like you,
    C        
I know the score,
     B               Em                 
I've heard it all before

[No Guitar for this part, clap along]

(Here comes the next one)
Blondie was with me for a summer
He flirted like a maniac but I wouldn't bite
I'm weak and he was so persistent
He only had to have me 'cause I put up a fight

   Em        G
Oh God, the boy had such an ego
   Bm                               A            Em
He liked to talk about himself all day and all night
 Em               G     
You think you're such a ladykiller
    Bm                                  A             Em
But you were nothing special 'til you turned out the light

           D                     A         Em
When he's nice to me he's just nice to himself
          D               D# D
And he's watching his reflection
D                          Em
I'm a five foot mirror for adoring himself
        C                B
Here's seven years bad luck (I wanna tell him)

C                Em                     C            Em
When you say you love me you're just flattering your vanity
    C                  Em                C                      B  
But I don't need your practiced lines, your school of charm mentality so
C                        Em           C               Em
Save your breath for someone else and credit me with something more
C                Em
When it comes to men like you,
   C         
I know the score,
      B             Em
I've heard it all before

Em          G                  Bm                  C
Ooh, you're such a ladykiller, always on a winner, thinking that you're in there
Em                    G           Bm                 C
Oh boy, you're such a ladykiller, super sexy mister, call it what you will, oh
Em                 G               Bm                               C
You think you're such a ladykiller, I just bet you're still there, posing in the mirror
Em                 G                   Bm                                 A             Em
Hey girls, he's such a ladykiller, but we know where he's coming from and we know the score.