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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