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Intro Am E F C x 2
Oh Am yeah E F C
All Am right E F C
Am Somebody’s E Heine’ is F crowdin’ my C icebox
Am Somebody’s E cold one is F givin’ me C chills
Am Guess I’ll just E close my F eyes C
Oh Am yeah E al-F right C
Feels Am good E in-F side C
Am Flip on the E tele’, F wrestle with C Jimmy
Am Something is E bubbling F behind my C back
The Am bottle is E ready to F blow C
Am E F Say it ain’t C so
Am Your E drug is a F heartbrea-C ker
Am E F Say it ain’t C so
Am My lo-E ve is a F lifeta-C ker
Inter Am E F C x 2
Am I can’t con-E front you, F I never C could do
Am That which might E hurt you, so F try and be C cool
When I say Am this E way is a F waterslide
away from me that C takes you further every
Am day E, so be F cool C
Am E F Say it ain’t C so
Am Your E drug is a F heartbrea-C ker
Am E F Say it ain’t C so
Am My lo-E ve is a F lifeta-C ker
G Dear Daddy G/F# I write you
C in spite of Eb years of silence
G You’ve cleaned up, G/F# found Jesus,
C things are good Eb or so I hear
G This bottle G/F# of Steven’s
C awakens Eb ancient feelings
G Like father, G/F# stepfather
C the son is Eb drowning in the
Am flo-E ood, yeah, F yeah yeah C yeah yeah
Solo Am E F C x 3
Am E F Say it ain’t C so
Am Your E drug is a F heartbrea-C ker
Am E F Say it ain’t C so
Am My lo-E ve is a F lifeta-C ker