Wife chords by Sabrina Carpenter

• Capo on 2nd

♫ Intro:

G A
      D         A
Ta-da-da-ta, ta-ta




♫ Verse 1:
      G                      A
I'm a grass-fed, free-range, non-GMO chick
D
Gluten-free, wagyu beef, au naturel bitch
G                           A
You pick me up, you'll never wanna put me down
D

 I promise you that you’ll be singing out loud


♫ Pre-Chorus:
      G           A
Happy birthday to you
        D
I'm the prize, baby, you can't lose
           G              A
It's up to you honey, you choose
      N.C.
I said, "I'm right, all ready if you're ready for me," uh


♫ Chorus:
G                   A
 I eat food with my hands
                      D
Do the Cha-Cha when I dance
                      D
I'm no good at making plans (Yeah, yeah)
G                   A
 Fresh face, little waist
                      D
I can put you in your place
                           D
Freak in the sheets at the movies and back at your place


♫ Post-Chorus:
G                          A
 You should thank God, the heavens designed me
D
 You notice me whеn you walk by me
G                                   A
 You say, "What's that? It's really nice"
                           D
Wеarin' this shit my whole life
                       D               G A
It's that material, oh yeah, it's wife


♫ Verse 2:
G                     A
 I'm a diamond in the facet
                      D
You're balancing your assets
                       D
Your friends kiss your ass and
G                     A
 I'm a girl with many talents
                     D
Your newest, baddest habit
                  D
When I leave, you wish you hadn't


♫ Pre-Chorus:
      G           A
Happy birthday to you
            D
Say I'm the prize, baby, you can't lose
           G              A
It's up to you honey, you choose
      N.C.
I said, "I'm right, all ready if you're ready for me," uh


♫ Chorus:
G                   A
 I eat food with my hands
                      D
Do the Cha-Cha when I dance
                      D
I'm no good at making plans (Yeah, yeah)
G                   A
 Fresh face, little waist
                      D
I can put you in your place
                           D
Freak in the sheets at the movies and back at your place


♫ Post-Chorus:
G                          A
 You should thank God, the heavens designed me
D
 You notice me whеn you walk by me
G                                   A
 You say, "What's that? It's really nice"
                           D
Wеarin' this shit my whole life
                       D               G A D
It's that material, oh yeah, it's wife


♫ Outro:
G
Here comes your life
A
Dressed in something nice, yeah
D
(I mean, isn't this the best song ever)
   D
Oh yeah, it's wife