Lovesick 

sid
C
Big Joe looks... Pretty Awful
G
Like his face... was run over
F
I Saw him just this morning, and he Looks Pale 
C G
Like He's Hung Over
F
He acts like he has fallen ill
D
He sure looks green around the gills
G
But what he's got 
can't be cured 
with any sort of pills

C G Bb F  C G F
The guy can't sing
Can't hold a pick
It's plain to see
That he's lovesick
Stares into space
Mumbling Patti, Patti, Patti
He's lost his spunk
He's lost his kick
His eyes are sunk
He's so lovesick
He stares into space
Mumbling Patti Patti Patti

pud

He says he can't keep his food down
His stomach's tight with butterflies
He doesn't go out on the town
He just stays home to fantasize
like "aw man, we could write SONGS together..."

johnny

F G C F (twice as fast changes)

But he doesn't dare even try
to call her up or stop by
She hates the guy, she hates his writing
Whenever they meet, she comes out fighting,
F G - Am - C 
He plays along, and tries to make her mad

D7 G
But deep inside, he's got it bad

The guy can't sing
Can't hold a pick
It's plain to see
That he's lovesick
Stares into space
Mumbling Patti Patti Patti
He's lost his spunk
He's lost his kick
His eyes are sunk
He's so lovesick
He stares into space
Mumbling Patti Patti Patti