pre>this little shuffle climbs and climbs over the circular chord progression. It's fun to play. when i look at the lyrics it makes me think this woman Is one of gp's fictional favourites - the sloane ranger he loves to despise. It's probably not a real person, but no doubt he knows the type. Intro: bb eb bb eb bb eb bb bb Verse Bb c She's got everything she needs and it isn't you Eb f A cosmetic arsenal a bucket of glue Bb c Signs on her back that say keep on the gra** Eb f Powerful liquor in a hip flask Bb c Coins from the commonwealth doubloons from the sea Eb f A knife in her boot heel a bonsai tree Bb c Ice cream in her pocket diamonds from her fence Eb f It all works like clockwork it all makes sense Chorus Bb eb bb eb bb eb To a force of nature, force of nature, force of nature Bb bb That's what she is With her clouded leopard on a leash in the shed A vicious black rodent she calls fred She keeps her diary under the bed But there's nothin' in it cos it's all in her head Walkin' round london with foreign banknotes Throwin' silver nunchucks at cab drivers throats Being invisible being obscene Being the person you wish you'd been Chorus repeat Bridge Dm cm7 But inside her heart there's a kid locked away in a room Dm cm7 Who throws a grenade at your feet that explodes with such force F bb eb bb That it bursts your balloon like a force of nature Bridge But inside her heart there's this kid locked away in a room Who peeks through the door every now and again And says hey i'm coming out soon Verse Her raincoat jingles your mercury soars Every last move defies gravity's laws Her computer's connected directly to the stars Keeps her emotions in mason jars Stored in the attic in the roof near the sky Up in the rafters where the bats fly Being impossible being on a roll Being like something you can't control Chords barred: Bb 6-8-8-7-6-6 C 8-10-10-9-8-8 Eb 6-6-8-8-8-6 F 8-8-10-10-10-8 Dm 5-5-7-7-6-5 Cm7 8-10-8-8-8-8 /pre>