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C C7
Gilderoy, Gilderoy,
A7 D7
Don’t touch my wand, it’s not a toy,
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I fill books with magic I employ,
C A7
I’m sure you’ve heard my name,
D7 G C
The wizard world knows of my fame.
Lockhart, oh my heart,
I can’t remember where to start,
The best teacher of defending art,
C A7
At least that’s what he said.
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At least I think that’s what he said.
Gilderoy, Gilderoy
Free books for the living boy,
Sure to bring his young mind joy,
I’ll even sign my name,
Have you got me in the frame?
Gilderoy, Gilderoy,
It’s Cornish Pixies I’ll employ,
To teach witches and wizard boys
The dark arts fighting game,
They’ll never be the same,
Gilderoy, Gilderoy
There’s a monster in the chamber oi,
I guess poor Ginny’s gonna doi,
Cause I’m heading for the train,
Till I erased my own brain,
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