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