Fred small

G7          C
I lost that pretty little gal of mine to Title Nine.
                                D7                          G7
I found her in the stands but I lost her at the finish line
Am         Em               Dm             G7
She was so soft and sweet But now I find I can't compete
  D7               G7             C
I lost that gal of mine to Title IX.

Sure, I put my money on Billie Jean.
But that damn King has taken away my queen.
She learned a topspin Now she won't let me win
She doesn't want me on her doubles team.

BRIDGE:
Dm               A
Her old letters made my heart melt
D7                         G
Now they're on her sweater and they're made of felt
F# F          C                E7 A7
In her bikini she used to look so cute
    D7                   G7             C
Now she does laps in her navy blue tank suit.

She does windsprints, I do the wash
I stuff zucchini while she's playing squash
On a date I'm so tense She's itchin' to try her self defense
And violence I cannot bear to watch.

Her old soft spots are hard today
The problem I've got's just the other way
She used to cheer me as I ran my race
Now I find I can't keep her pace.