[Intro]
G G D D A C Em Em
[Verse 1]
Em
You’re hot for God, but we all got a
G F#
Hunch that maybe you’ve gone astray
E
Control yourself, but it’s so hard
G F#
My little girl, so good on Sunday
E
I know he knows
That I know what he’s thinkin’
G F#
I know he knows
Em
I know he knows
G
That what he’s doin’ is wrong
F#
But I just tell him: Go on
Sing a sad song
F
My baby has an eye
For pretty things, pretty things
E
He thinks that little girls
Are butterflies and cuts their wings
F
Sicko, psycho, sicko
But he’s my beau
C
Put them on a rollercoaster
A7
Lures them in with coca-cola!
[Chorus]
G
Boy, you’ve been
D
Catchin’ butterflies
Am
All the girls believe
C
Your lies, don’t they?
G
Boy, you can pin
D
Me up if you like
A pin-up in a
Am Bm
Lonely sky, baby
G
You give me butterflies
D
You’re catchin’ butterflies
Am
You give me butterflies
C Em
I’m fluttering, fluttering high
[Verse 2]
Em
You’re hard to trap but boy you got
G F#
A secret that you cannot betray
E
He likes it hot, you’re burnin’ up
G F#
But baby boy, your secret is safe
E
I know he know
That I know what he’s thinkin’
G F#
I know he know
Em
I know he know
G
That what he’s teachin’ is wrong
F#
But, honey, this preacher’s song
Has got me too far-gone
F
My baby has an eye
For girls who sing, girls who sing
E
He’s lucky I’m the type
That’s his thing, that’s his thing
F
Sicko, psycho, sicko
But he’s my beau
C
Dresses up in rings and rollers
A7
Poses as a holy roller!
[Chorus]
G
Boy, you’ve been
D
Catchin’ butterflies
Am
All the girls believe
C
Your lies, don’t they?
G
Boy, you can pin
D
Me up if you like
A pin-up in a
Am Bm
Lonely sky, baby
G
You give me butterflies
D
You’re catchin’ butterflies
Am
You give me butterflies
C Em
I’m fluttering, fluttering high
[Bridge]
G
These butterflies are in a
Golden cage, safe and bound
D
I puts on Lola by The Kinks
And he dances round
G
And he’s so happy that his
Feet don’t even touch the ground
A
I’m in love ‘cause I was lost
D
And now I’m finally found
[Chorus]
G
Boy, you’ve been
D
Catchin’ butterflies
Am
All the girls believe
C
Your lies, don’t they?
G
Boy, you can hit
D
Me up if you like
A pin-up in a
Am Bm
Lonely sky, baby
G
You give me butterflies
D
You’re catchin’ butterflies
Am
You give me butterflies
C G G D D Am C Em Em
I’m fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
[Intro]
G G D D A C Em Em
[Verse 1]
Em
You’re hot for God, but we all got a
G F#
Hunch that maybe you’ve gone astray
E
Control yourself, but it’s so hard
G F#
My little girl, so good on Sunday
E
I know he knows
That I know what he’s thinkin’
G F#
I know he knows
Em
I know he knows
G
That what he’s doin’ is wrong
F#
But I just tell him: Go on
Sing a sad song
F
My baby has an eye
For pretty things, pretty things
E
He thinks that little girls
Are butterflies and cuts their wings
F
Sicko, psycho, sicko
But he’s my beau
C
Put them on a rollercoaster
A7
Lures them in with coca-cola!
[Chorus]
G
Boy, you’ve been
D
Catchin’ butterflies
Am
All the girls believe
C
Your lies, don’t they?
G
Boy, you can pin
D
Me up if you like
A pin-up in a
Am Bm
Lonely sky, baby
G
You give me butterflies
D
You’re catchin’ butterflies
Am
You give me butterflies
C Em
I’m fluttering, fluttering high
[Verse 2]
Em
You’re hard to trap but boy you got
G F#
A secret that you cannot betray
E
He likes it hot, you’re burnin’ up
G F#
But baby boy, your secret is safe
E
I know he know
That I know what he’s thinkin’
G F#
I know he know
Em
I know he know
G
That what he’s teachin’ is wrong
F#
But, honey, this preacher’s song
Has got me too far-gone
F
My baby has an eye
For girls who sing, girls who sing
E
He’s lucky I’m the type
That’s his thing, that’s his thing
F
Sicko, psycho, sicko
But he’s my beau
C
Dresses up in rings and rollers
A7
Poses as a holy roller!
[Chorus]
G
Boy, you’ve been
D
Catchin’ butterflies
Am
All the girls believe
C
Your lies, don’t they?
G
Boy, you can pin
D
Me up if you like
A pin-up in a
Am Bm
Lonely sky, baby
G
You give me butterflies
D
You’re catchin’ butterflies
Am
You give me butterflies
C Em
I’m fluttering, fluttering high
[Bridge]
G
These butterflies are in a
Golden cage, safe and bound
D
I puts on Lola by The Kinks
And he dances round
G
And he’s so happy that his
Feet don’t even touch the ground
A
I’m in love ‘cause I was lost
D
And now I’m finally found
[Chorus]
G
Boy, you’ve been
D
Catchin’ butterflies
Am
All the girls believe
C
Your lies, don’t they?
G
Boy, you can hit
D
Me up if you like
A pin-up in a
Am Bm
Lonely sky, baby
G
You give me butterflies
D
You’re catchin’ butterflies
Am
You give me butterflies
C G G D D Am C Em Em
I’m fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
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