F-Hole Chords

Squeeze - F-Hole
(Difford/Tilbrook)
From the 1981 studio album, East Side Story. I've transcribed the chords from this live version:
https://youtu.be/b87WO62yCYo
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[Intro]
B G | E | B G | E |
 
[Verse 1]
C                              Gb
I wrote her name on a bar mat, She had a peculiar bonnet
Eb                            F
But a youngish damsel figure, With her tongue tied to a trigger
C                          Gb
She seemed a total killer, Her face all filled with filler
Eb                           F
Her face a painting palette, I stomached all her habits
C                           Bb
Sipped her snowballs poshly like a judge
Eb                              F C
Left her lipstick traces on her mug
 
Ab F | Db B | G E |
 
[Verse 2]
C                              Gb
We watched each other closely, She looks like Bela Lugosi
Eb                            F
She asked me for a ride home, I felt around for my comb
C                          Gb
And in the barroom mirror, I combed right through her figure
Eb                                F
She wiggled through the car park, Into the pit of my heart
C                     Bb         Eb                            C
Sat herself beside me in my van, A ring on every finger of her hand
 
Ab F | Db B | G E |
 
[Verse 3]
C                            Gb
She lived down by the river, A flat the council give her
Eb                     F
Wallpaper very scenic, Her outlook very beatnik
C                                 Gb
We watched the close and weather, Then through the door he entered
Eb                              F
Short sleeves and arms of iron, And me with just my tie on
C                             Bb           Eb                                   F C
She said the lodger's used to this by now, I'd handled all the bull but not the cow
 
Ab F | Db B | G E |
 
[Verse 4]
C                       Gb
Behind her velvet sofa, I found myself back sober
Eb                        F
She kept an old acoustic, She never ever used it
C                          Gb
A gift for me with a capo, A six string with an f-hole
Eb                            F
We made the strangest couple, A Laurel and Hardy double
C                              Bb
I learnt to play her favourite country songs
Eb                                  F
With one or two chords always going wrong
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