Never Trust A Puppet

	  		(Male voice): 
C            G             Am             F 
When I was a young boy, I'd climb into my bed. 
   C                 Am                 F       
My mother would turn off the light, and pat my little  
G 
head. 
Am                     C 
She'd speak of lessons she had learned, 
          F             C 
Important wisdom passed along. 
           C           Am 
Then she'd stand in my shadowed room 
    F         G      C 
And sing this little song. 


(Female/high voice): 
C             G 
Never trust a puppet, 
Am              F 
puppets are un--true. 
C                  Am 
No matter what the puppet says, 
F                   G 
he don't care bout' you. 

C             G 
Never trust a puppet, 
Am                 F 
puppets are in-sin-cere. 
C              Am 
Some how every-one finds out, 
F                             G 
what you whisper in a puppets ear. 

C                  G 
When I was a young girl, 
Am                          F 
I got a puppet for my birth-day. 
C                  Am     
We went everywhere together, 
   F           G            C 
we played, and laughed, and sang. 

C                      G 
But the puppet started lying, 
Am                                      F 
and taking things that didn't belong to it. 
C                                             Am 
And saying inappropriate things at my parents parties. 
    F                                G 
And one night when I was asleep, the puppet ran away. 

C             G 
Never trust a puppet, 
       Am                 F 
or the feelings that they share. 
C                  Am 
There is something not quite right, 
F            G 
in a puppets stare. 

C                          G 
Never give your heart to a puppet, 
Am                  F 
always stay on your guard. 
C            Am 
Puppets will betray you..... 
F           G      C 
Puppets are really weird. 

C            G 
When I was a tiny girl, 
F                         C 
my aunt had a little lamb puppet. 
C                 G 
She'd use it as a oven mitt, 
         F                          C 
and take a hot casserole out of the oven. 

C                   G 
Then she'd chase me around the house, 
         F             C 
with the puppet on her hand. 

Screaming.. 
            *no chords* 
"I BURNT MY TONGUE, I BURNT MY TONGUE!" 

*long pause* 
C             G 
Never trust a puppet, 
Am              F 
puppets are un--true. 
C                  Am 
No matter what the puppet says, 
F             G     C 
he don't care bout' you.