I Wanna Be A Gynecologist

Play this with a . All chord names and shapes are relative to position of capo. ************************************************************************ INTRO Well I talk to my son until I'm blue in the face, He's a rock n' roll bum, a family disgrace. He lays around the house, smokes dope and masturbates, Tell me son, what do you want to be? Well your a worthless young s*** as i've ever seen, You know there's much more to life then a c*** magazine. I'll send you to college, you can earn your degree, Tell me son what do you want to be? Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight, Seems like a good job for me. Well I spoke to my wife, I said what can be done, With this highly offensive excuse for a son? He sits at the table, and he belches and he farts, Then he drinks till he pukes, and he sleeps in his barf. I went up to his room, didn't bother to knock, I said 'Son we gotta have a talk, but please put away your cock.' You're a livin' breathin' insult to society, Tell me son what do you want to be? Dad, I wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. KY jelly, rubber gloves, and a flashlight, Seems like a good job for me. Well I was proud of my son, he had earned his degree, He's a geniune doctor of gynecology. He's got an office and a nurse and patients galore, Who could ask for anything more? Dad, I ain't got a damn thing to be thankful for, I got sixteen old ladies lined up outside the door. They all smell like tuna fish, and they s*** on the floor, To tell the truth, IT'S A BIG F***IN' BORE! I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight, It aint all that it's cracked up to be. I don't wanna be a gynecologist, study female anatomy. KY jelly, rubber gloves and a flashlight, It aint all that it's cracked up to be.