27 Yards of Dental Floss Half Man Half Biscuit Well. I [E]told her that I thought life's too short And we really should go for a ride; Paul's just phoned - the war's postponed So come on I've got the Plymouth outside. The [A]sky's a bit dull but the fridge is full Things could be a lot worse - It's [E]not like you've been captured by Barbary corsairs, I said "[B7]let's head Winchester way" [A]she said "been yeaterday" [E]27 yards of dental floss and she still won't give me a (guitaretab.com)