Dm9   A#   C    F    Fsus2
E|--0----0----2----3----3-|
B|--3----1----3----3----3-|
G|--0----0----2----0----0-|
D|--4----2----0----0----0-|
A|--5----3----0----2----0-|
E|--x----3----x----3----2-|

Intro:   Dm9  A#   x2

A# C     F   Fsus2  A#
It was a tuesday    morn in november
I slept at your house the night before
We couldn't wait to get up to go for
The big breakfast in an old fashioned diner
A full meal six coffee refills later
We both have to be at work in an hour
Let's call in sick I suggest to her
I'll call your boss and tell her that you're under
The weather you'll call mine you will tell her
That I'm very sick and that you're my mother

  Dm9                     A#
    so we walked down the street
    lookin' for a phonebooth we
    rehearse what we're going to say
    so that we can have this day
    away

A# C      F    Fsus2  A#
We find a phonebooth with room for two
I call your boss and I don't speak the truth
They're pretty mad about you but they'll get through
You call my work in my mother's voice they believe you

  Dm9                     A#
    and it starts to rain outside
    in our phonebooth we hide
    it doesn't let up until five
    squished together we don't mind
    we don't mind