Álbum: Cheeky for a Reason (2012)
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+ (F4)- (F2)E
Always in the bad books,
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It's not how it looks,
E
born to be a pawn, end up being rooks,
A
We weren't given we just took
Good people can end up being crooks
E C#m
Wooooah ooh! Woooah oh!
E
I danced the heel off my black boots
C#m
The feather out my hat
E
Looked the devil in the eye
C#m
said there's no turning back...
E A
Eternal torture, I quite fancy some of that...
Eternal torture, I quite fancy some of that...
I danced the heel off my black boots
The feather out my hat
Looked the devil in the eye
Said there's no turning back no...
E C#m
Sour little sweetie, so much sweeter than the rest.
E B
Like my father pissed, my hairs always a mess.
E B A
So, darling , sweetheart, don't stress.
A(one strum)
My heads a mess and don't you know...
Never into good looks
I know the mighty river, started with a Babylon
I stomp my foot, the whole world shook,
firmly with knowledge that this is not a fluke, oh no!
I danced the heel of my black boot, the feather off my hat
And looked the devil in the eye and said, thereâs no turning back no
Oh Sour little sweetie, rather sweeter than the rest,
Like my father figured my hairs always a mess
Darling, sweet heart donât stress
My heads a mess and donât you know!
E B C#m A
And so before you have to go
E B C#m A
Can you tell me yes or no?
E B
Where did all the love go?
A E
Where did all the love go?
Oh Sour little sweetie, rather sweeter than the rest,
Like my father said my hairs always a mess
Darling, sweetheart donât stress
My heads a mess and donât you know!
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