Chords for What Was I Thinking? w/new ending (feb 13, 2011)
Tempo:
124.7 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Gb
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Hi, it's February 13th, 2011.
Here's my song, What Was I Thinking?
And I have a brand new ending for it.
Here it [F] goes.
It was a last minute invitation.
[C]
I did not have a thing to [F] wear.
I ran into the store, I said I [Bb] need something black, something [C] formal, other than that.
I don't care.
[D] I made it to the [Am] theater as the lights dimmed.
The [Bb] first act was [F] brilliantly fun.
When I caught my reflection during [Am] intermission, I [G] thought, oh no,
[C] what have I done?
What [F] was I doing?
[Bb] What was I blind?
[C] When I bought this outfit, it must have been temporarily out of my [Bb] mind.
[F] What was I thinking?
Look [Bb] at this dress.
My [C] endorphins are sinking.
My life is a mess.
[F] My hairdresser said, it's [Bb] time for a new do.
[C] You've had that look for [F] way too long.
So he showed me a perm [Bb] and a magazine, and [C] I thought, sure, what could go wrong?
I should [D] have known by the [Am] sounds he was making, oh boy, [Bb]
something [F] was going awry.
After two hours, I put on my glasses.
[G] I [C] could not believe my eyes.
[F] What was he thinking?
I [Bb] can't believe what I see.
[C] I look in the mirror.
Art Garfunkel's looking [G] back at me.
[F]
Quick, somebody [Bb] steal me a hat.
[A] I should [C] look on the bright side.
Unlike art, at least [F] mine will grow [Bb] back.
[F]
[Am] [Dm] Octoliba.
[Dm] Ah, look at that.
[Am] [Dm]
Holy mojo.
[Bb] I [C]
put that part in [Am] because I thought the song was going to be an international hit.
[C] Yeah, what was I thinking?
Well, anyway, over the years, the song has [F] had many, many different endings.
I hope [Gb] you will like it.
It goes like this.
Oh, his name [B] is Christopher Lee.
[Db] Congressman from here in [Gb] upstate New York.
He's 46 years old and [B] he's married, which means [Db] he needs somebody new to pop his cork.
And [Bbm] preferably, a [Gm] cork from a bottle of upstate New York's finest,
Bully Hill Love My Goat, a luscious medium-bodied red wine.
It's a cookout favorite because it becomes a bit drier and more interesting when paired with hot dogs.
[Ab] Where was I?
[Eb] So Mr.
Lee [Bb] opens up his laptop.
[B] There's a Craigslist [Gb] personal ad that catches his eye.
He thinks, hey, [Eb] I'm a fun, [Gb] classy guy.
[Ab] Where's my cell phone?
[Db] What, is he mad?
[Gb] What was he thinking?
[B]
Plus he lies about his age.
[Db] Another right-wing Republican narcissist [Gb] takes center [B] stage.
[Gb]
Ding!
Poor Christopher [B] must have the blues.
But cheer [Db] up because any minute now, you'll get your own show [Gb] on [B] Fox News.
[Gb]
Yes.
[Eb] When the world has got your goat, that's the time to kick back with upstate New York's Bully Hill Love My Goat wine.
[Db] Mm!
Sassy!
Here's my song, What Was I Thinking?
And I have a brand new ending for it.
Here it [F] goes.
It was a last minute invitation.
[C]
I did not have a thing to [F] wear.
I ran into the store, I said I [Bb] need something black, something [C] formal, other than that.
I don't care.
[D] I made it to the [Am] theater as the lights dimmed.
The [Bb] first act was [F] brilliantly fun.
When I caught my reflection during [Am] intermission, I [G] thought, oh no,
[C] what have I done?
What [F] was I doing?
[Bb] What was I blind?
[C] When I bought this outfit, it must have been temporarily out of my [Bb] mind.
[F] What was I thinking?
Look [Bb] at this dress.
My [C] endorphins are sinking.
My life is a mess.
[F] My hairdresser said, it's [Bb] time for a new do.
[C] You've had that look for [F] way too long.
So he showed me a perm [Bb] and a magazine, and [C] I thought, sure, what could go wrong?
I should [D] have known by the [Am] sounds he was making, oh boy, [Bb]
something [F] was going awry.
After two hours, I put on my glasses.
[G] I [C] could not believe my eyes.
[F] What was he thinking?
I [Bb] can't believe what I see.
[C] I look in the mirror.
Art Garfunkel's looking [G] back at me.
[F]
Quick, somebody [Bb] steal me a hat.
[A] I should [C] look on the bright side.
Unlike art, at least [F] mine will grow [Bb] back.
[F]
[Am] [Dm] Octoliba.
[Dm] Ah, look at that.
[Am] [Dm]
Holy mojo.
[Bb] I [C]
put that part in [Am] because I thought the song was going to be an international hit.
[C] Yeah, what was I thinking?
Well, anyway, over the years, the song has [F] had many, many different endings.
I hope [Gb] you will like it.
It goes like this.
Oh, his name [B] is Christopher Lee.
[Db] Congressman from here in [Gb] upstate New York.
He's 46 years old and [B] he's married, which means [Db] he needs somebody new to pop his cork.
And [Bbm] preferably, a [Gm] cork from a bottle of upstate New York's finest,
Bully Hill Love My Goat, a luscious medium-bodied red wine.
It's a cookout favorite because it becomes a bit drier and more interesting when paired with hot dogs.
[Ab] Where was I?
[Eb] So Mr.
Lee [Bb] opens up his laptop.
[B] There's a Craigslist [Gb] personal ad that catches his eye.
He thinks, hey, [Eb] I'm a fun, [Gb] classy guy.
[Ab] Where's my cell phone?
[Db] What, is he mad?
[Gb] What was he thinking?
[B]
Plus he lies about his age.
[Db] Another right-wing Republican narcissist [Gb] takes center [B] stage.
[Gb]
Ding!
Poor Christopher [B] must have the blues.
But cheer [Db] up because any minute now, you'll get your own show [Gb] on [B] Fox News.
[Gb]
Yes.
[Eb] When the world has got your goat, that's the time to kick back with upstate New York's Bully Hill Love My Goat wine.
[Db] Mm!
Sassy!
Key:
F
Bb
C
Gb
B
F
Bb
C
_ _ _ _ Hi, it's February 13th, 2011.
Here's my song, What Was I Thinking?
And I have a brand new ending for it.
Here it [F] goes. _
It was a last minute invitation.
_ [C]
I did not have a thing to [F] wear.
I ran into the store, I said I [Bb] need something black, something [C] formal, other than that.
I don't care.
[D] I made it to the [Am] theater as the lights dimmed.
The [Bb] first act was [F] brilliantly fun.
When I caught my reflection during [Am] intermission, I [G] thought, oh no, _
[C] what have I done?
_ What [F] was I doing?
_ _ _ _ [Bb] What was I blind?
_ [C] When I bought this outfit, it must have been temporarily out of my [Bb] mind.
[F] _ _ What was I thinking?
_ _ Look [Bb] at this dress.
_ My [C] endorphins are sinking. _
My life is a mess.
[F] _ _ My hairdresser said, it's [Bb] time for a new do.
[C] You've had that look for [F] way too long.
So he showed me a perm [Bb] and a magazine, and [C] I thought, sure, what could go wrong?
I should [D] have known by the [Am] sounds he was making, oh boy, [Bb]
something [F] was going awry.
_ After two hours, I put on my glasses.
_ _ [G] I [C] could not believe my eyes.
_ [F] What was he thinking?
I _ _ _ [Bb] can't believe what I see.
_ [C] I look in the mirror.
Art Garfunkel's looking [G] back at me.
_ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ Quick, somebody [Bb] steal me a hat.
_ [A] I should [C] look on the bright side.
Unlike art, at least [F] mine will grow [Bb] back.
[F] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ Octoliba. _ _
[Dm] Ah, look at that.
_ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _
Holy mojo.
_ [Bb] I [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ put that part in [Am] because I thought the song was going to be an international hit.
_ _ [C] Yeah, what was I thinking?
Well, anyway, over the years, the song has [F] had many, many different endings.
I hope [Gb] you will like it.
It goes like this. _
Oh, his name [B] is Christopher Lee.
_ [Db] Congressman from here in [Gb] upstate New York. _
He's 46 years old and [B] he's married, which means [Db] he needs somebody new to pop his cork.
_ _ And [Bbm] preferably, a [Gm] cork from a bottle of upstate New York's finest,
Bully Hill Love My Goat, a luscious medium-bodied red wine.
It's a cookout favorite because it becomes a bit drier and more interesting when paired with hot dogs. _ _
_ [Ab] Where was I?
[Eb] _ _ So Mr.
Lee [Bb] opens up his laptop.
[B] There's a Craigslist [Gb] personal ad that catches his eye.
He thinks, hey, [Eb] I'm a fun, [Gb] classy guy.
[Ab] Where's my cell phone? _
[Db] What, is he mad? _ _ _ _
[Gb] What was he thinking?
_ _ _ [B]
Plus he lies about his age.
[Db] Another right-wing Republican narcissist [Gb] takes center [B] stage.
[Gb] _ _
_ _ Ding!
Poor Christopher [B] must have the blues.
But cheer [Db] up because any minute now, you'll get your own show [Gb] on [B] Fox News.
[Gb] _
_ _ _ Yes.
[Eb] _ When the world has got your goat, that's the time to kick back with upstate New York's Bully Hill Love My Goat wine. _ _
[Db] _ _ _ Mm!
_ Sassy!
Here's my song, What Was I Thinking?
And I have a brand new ending for it.
Here it [F] goes. _
It was a last minute invitation.
_ [C]
I did not have a thing to [F] wear.
I ran into the store, I said I [Bb] need something black, something [C] formal, other than that.
I don't care.
[D] I made it to the [Am] theater as the lights dimmed.
The [Bb] first act was [F] brilliantly fun.
When I caught my reflection during [Am] intermission, I [G] thought, oh no, _
[C] what have I done?
_ What [F] was I doing?
_ _ _ _ [Bb] What was I blind?
_ [C] When I bought this outfit, it must have been temporarily out of my [Bb] mind.
[F] _ _ What was I thinking?
_ _ Look [Bb] at this dress.
_ My [C] endorphins are sinking. _
My life is a mess.
[F] _ _ My hairdresser said, it's [Bb] time for a new do.
[C] You've had that look for [F] way too long.
So he showed me a perm [Bb] and a magazine, and [C] I thought, sure, what could go wrong?
I should [D] have known by the [Am] sounds he was making, oh boy, [Bb]
something [F] was going awry.
_ After two hours, I put on my glasses.
_ _ [G] I [C] could not believe my eyes.
_ [F] What was he thinking?
I _ _ _ [Bb] can't believe what I see.
_ [C] I look in the mirror.
Art Garfunkel's looking [G] back at me.
_ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ Quick, somebody [Bb] steal me a hat.
_ [A] I should [C] look on the bright side.
Unlike art, at least [F] mine will grow [Bb] back.
[F] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ Octoliba. _ _
[Dm] Ah, look at that.
_ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _
Holy mojo.
_ [Bb] I [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ put that part in [Am] because I thought the song was going to be an international hit.
_ _ [C] Yeah, what was I thinking?
Well, anyway, over the years, the song has [F] had many, many different endings.
I hope [Gb] you will like it.
It goes like this. _
Oh, his name [B] is Christopher Lee.
_ [Db] Congressman from here in [Gb] upstate New York. _
He's 46 years old and [B] he's married, which means [Db] he needs somebody new to pop his cork.
_ _ And [Bbm] preferably, a [Gm] cork from a bottle of upstate New York's finest,
Bully Hill Love My Goat, a luscious medium-bodied red wine.
It's a cookout favorite because it becomes a bit drier and more interesting when paired with hot dogs. _ _
_ [Ab] Where was I?
[Eb] _ _ So Mr.
Lee [Bb] opens up his laptop.
[B] There's a Craigslist [Gb] personal ad that catches his eye.
He thinks, hey, [Eb] I'm a fun, [Gb] classy guy.
[Ab] Where's my cell phone? _
[Db] What, is he mad? _ _ _ _
[Gb] What was he thinking?
_ _ _ [B]
Plus he lies about his age.
[Db] Another right-wing Republican narcissist [Gb] takes center [B] stage.
[Gb] _ _
_ _ Ding!
Poor Christopher [B] must have the blues.
But cheer [Db] up because any minute now, you'll get your own show [Gb] on [B] Fox News.
[Gb] _
_ _ _ Yes.
[Eb] _ When the world has got your goat, that's the time to kick back with upstate New York's Bully Hill Love My Goat wine. _ _
[Db] _ _ _ Mm!
_ Sassy!