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From osii@geocities.com Sun May 4 10:52:30 1997
Date: Thu, 03 Apr 1997 01:38:09 +0100
From: Michael Makarov
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To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: squeeze pulling mussels from a shell
"Pulling Mussels From The Shell" by Squeeze I think this is a little
closer J
They do it down on camber sands, They do it at Waikiki
Lazing about the beach all day, All night the crickets creepy
Squinting faces at the sky, A Harrold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry, And everybody wants a hat
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
C Bflat
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell,
Pulling mussels from the shell
Shrinking in the sea so cold, Topless ladies look away
A he-man in a sunken shower, Shelters from the rain
You wish you had a motor boat, To pose around the harbor bar
And when the sun goes out to bed, You hook it up behind the car
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
C Bflat
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell,
Pulling mussels from the shell
Two fat ladies window shop, Something for the mantelpiece
In for bingo all the nines, A panda for sweet little niece
The coach drivers stand about, Looking at a local map
About the boy he's gone away, Down to next door's caravan
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
C Bflat
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell,
Pulling mussels from the shell
(2X and end)
I saw this in the archive and it was so confusing I was motivated to
help it out, I think the words are correct, but more important, I
believe the chords are in the right place.
This is a cool song, so enjoy. Mike Makarov
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From: inigoes@rohan.sdsu.edu (icf)
Subject: "Pulling Mussels" correction
Here it is: the Squeeze classic, "Pulling Mussels From The Shell,"
written by Glenn Tilbrook and Chris Difford, from the 1980 album
"Argybargy."
Difford and Tilbrook often perform this song acoustic -- in fact, I
started
playing it after seeing them on an early "Unplugged" before it got
trendy
with big stars. Note: I use G# and climb back down to G on the chorus,
but
on TV they played a different chord which I couldn't figure out
visually.
Also, they skip the solo and go straight to the last verse...Enjoy!
"Pulling Mussels From The Shell" by Squeeze (my previous post was
incorrect)
They do it down on camber sands, They do it at Waikiki
Lazing about the beach all day, All night the crickets creepy
Squinting faces at the sky, A Harrold Robbins paperback
Surfers drop their boards and dry, And everybody wants a hat
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell,
Pulling mussels from the shell
Shrinking in the sea so cold, Topless ladies look away
A he-man in a sunken shower, Shelters from the rain
You wish you had a motor boat, To pose around the harbor bar
And when the sun goes out to bed, You hook it up behind the car
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell,
Pulling mussels from the shell
Two fat ladies window shop, Something for the mantelpiece
In for bingo all the nines, A panda for sweet little niece
The coach drivers stand about, Looking at a local map
About the boy he's gone away, Down to next door's caravan
But behind the Chalet, My holiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marion on her tiptoed feet
Pulling mussels from the shell,
Pulling mussels from the shell (2X and end)
"The little man knows all ..."
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