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Key: A

Introduction:  Am   C   G   F  

difficulty
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 Am                                                   C  G                                     F 
You're up on your high heels, you're up on the bar
 Am                                   C   G 
You're up on a level, up there with the shooting stars
                   Am                                                               C 
Dancing around the drinks with honkey tonk angel wings
                       G                                                     F 
Making the party sing, yeah, that's my baby
                             Am                                                                     C 
It ain't even midnight yet, there's a whole lot of neon left
                                   G                                           F 
Looks like we're gonna get all kinds of crazy
                   C 
We'll be up like the sun in the New Jersey sky
 Am 
Up like the wheels on a Bahama flight
 G 
Twisting that bottle, tipping that cup
 F                                                                                                       Am  C  G  F 
Girl, the way you rock me, you know that you got me up
Verse
 Am                                             C  G                                         F 
You're up on the tailgate, you're up on a 3 beer buzz
 Am                                         C  G                                   F 
You're up like the music pumping out of the cab of my truck
                           Am                                                       C 
Up where the city lights can't help but to get outshines
                                             G                                       F 
By the blue jeans and brown eyes I pull in closer
Yeah, this night's far from over we're
                   C 
We'll be up like the sun in the New Jersey sky
 Am 
Up like the wheels on a Bahama flight
 G 
Twisting that bottle, tipping that cup
 F 
Girl, the way you rock me, you know that you got me
Post-Chorus
 C                                         Am 
Up on a high like I'm walking on clouds
 G                                         F 
Baby, tonight I don't wanna come down

                   C 
We'll be up like the sun in the New Jersey sky
 Am 
Up like the wheels on a Bahama flight
 G 
Twisting that bottle, tipping that cup
 F 
Girl, the way you rock me, you know that you got me
Post-Chorus
 C                                         Am 
Up on a high like I'm walking on clouds
 G                                         F 
Baby, tonight I don't wanna come down
I dont wanna come down
 C       Am     G       F 
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