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Dm
Your girlfriend, she hates me
F
Cause everybody knows, you tried to date me, and she,
A G
Thinks I made you cheat, well, I think that’s kind of sweet
Dm F
Cause we both know I’d be blackout every time I let you get down,
A G
So I can play the whore, but girl you know you want me
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Dm
More
F
More
A G
More, more, more
Dm
Yeah, see that indie chick in the the front row?
F
Yeah, she been puttin’ on quite the show
A
Tryin’ to get the front man to notice her
G
And I’m up against the wall with the drummer from the opener
Dm
Oh, tell me again how you’re
F
So insane, do so many drugs, are in so much pain, baby
A G
Don’t you know all girls want are arms and rhythm?
N.C.
Then you’ll have ‘em screamin
Dm More F More A G More, more, more, more Dm F So now it’s just you and me driving on kombucha, coke and oxy A G Are you ready for what you came here to see? Dm Cause we both know you’ve been tryin’ to read my mind, but F A You straight exhausted all the options of what you might find G Cause I know why the raven cried Dm Never more F Never ever more A G Never ever ever ever more, more, more
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