Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
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Hey Girl
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What you lookin' like?
Dm
Am
I have seen you get up,
and go to that bathroom
Dm
Am
Like five or six times
Dm
in the last twenty minutes
Am
What the hell's going on?
Dm
Verse 2
[Verse 1]
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Under the great wide gray sky
Dm
Still the same guy watching
the paint dry
Am
Dm
With bloodshot snake eyes
Am
My lady still hates me like
you know she should
Dm
Am
Because the simple things in life
C
don't get overlooked
Dm
But now I'm here with
Am
a glass full of beer
Dm
Am
Positioned in my chair to watch your ass
Dm
from a mirror
Am
Hungover and horny, dirty old man
Dm
Weed junky drunk leaving
C
tips for the dope man
Dm
D
I'll impress her with
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my jukebox selections
Dm
Am
Spit a couple words in ex
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change for af fection
Dm
And if those legs work
C
as good as they look girl
Dm
You can walk up and down
the page in my book
Can you spell secret?
Am
Come get your feet wet
Dm
Am
Let me make up pet names for all
your little regrets
Dm
(Here let me buy you a drink as
Am
Dm
a token of my erection)
Hoping that you'll open up and put
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down your weapons
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Dm
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Verse 3
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[Chorus]
Dm
Up, up, girl let your strap down,
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
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put your strap down
Dm
Up, up, girl put your strap
Am
down
Verse 4
Dm
[Verse 2]
Spaghetti strapped,
Am
C
another lap around the track
Dm
Am
I had to suffer punching onto
somebody's back
Dm
What's up with that?
C
Where's the independence?
Dm
Am
Find the dotted line between ac quainted
C
Dm
with an d friendship
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But damn got head rushed,
can't stop
Dm
What's the big fuss it
C
was just a little hand job
Dm
Am
So what if her friend took off
Dm
her bra and socks and drawers
Am
It was like a massage- a- trois
Dm
Why the witnesses always posi
C
tioned up in your business
Dm
Am
Like they're invested in
C
Dm
your best interests
D
Am
C
Who I be with, and who I leave with
Dm
Af fects this vicarious life
that the weak live
Guess now the pressure's
on me to charm you
Relieve you of your weapon, disarm you
See if I can get you off this barstool
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
We all wanna know if I can get you out your clothes
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Dm
Am
Dm
girl
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Dm
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Dm
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Verse 5
Dm
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Dm
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
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From the star- fuckers
Am
to the hard lovers
Dm
Passing judgment on none
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Dm
Everyone's got scars mother
Am
Some of them will never heal
Dm
Sometimes you gotta step aside; you wanna
C
see how the weather feels
Dm
You can't avoid them or fill
C
a void with 'em
Dm
D
If you're nuts you'll en joy trying
Dm
C
to make him your boyfriend
Dm
D
Dm
I'm like a pile of paper and ribbons
C
Am
the day after Christmas
Dm
(Naw, naw for real I will take my clothes
off right here girl)
Who wants to help me,
Am
I'm looking for a muse
Dm
This time around I'm trying
Am
to cook up the blues
Dm
Am
Let's make a little love, a little hate
Dm
A little give and take and give
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it to the kids that can relate
Dm
Am
And we don't even have a choice
Dm
It's the balance,
Am
C
the bits between your ears and my voice
Dm
Am
So praise God that the rain
ain't stopped
Dm
Let's head to my spot and take that wet tank- top off now
Outro 1
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