Tonalité : A major•
Verse 1
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If I was a baby with nothing to hide
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I would be saying my
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prayers all the time
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And I wouldn't think to
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whom they're addressed
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I'd have my mouth on the
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mystery's breast
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Now, little boy blew in the
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corn with his horn
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Pourin' out music the
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day he was born
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Son of a gun and his holster in love
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He can't remember what he's
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made of
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Teenage Maria is counting the door
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Not understanding what her body's for
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And suddenly all of the pieces align
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Sick to her stomach,
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shit feels like she's flying
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The man with the magazine
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over his face
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Wishes that he was in
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some other place
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Life is a waiting room
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for all those who wait
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So much of it's terrible,
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but all of it's great
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Now if I was a baby, I could be blessed
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I would sing true love right
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out of your chest
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I'd get the paper and
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get myself dressed
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I'd keep my mouth on the mystery's
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breast
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Dm
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you
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsA Bm G D E...
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Capo: 2
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