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Dmadd9 - x2313x
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Oh, I just love the kind of woman who can walk over a man
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I mean like a god damn marching band
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She says, like literally, music is the air she breathes
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And the malaprops make me want to fucking scream
D7 Em
I wonder if she even knows what that word means
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Well, it's literally not that
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Of the few main things I hate about her, one's her petty, vogue ideas
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Someone's been told too many times they're beyond their years
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By every half-wit of distinction she keeps around
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And now every insufferable convo
D7 Em
Features her patiently explaining the cosmos
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Of which she's in the middle
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Oh my God, I swear this never happens
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Lately, I can't stop the wheels from spinning
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I feel so unconvincing
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When I fumble with your buttons
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She blames her excess on my influence but gladly Hoovers all my drugs
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I found her naked with the best friend in the tub
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We sang "Silent Night" in three parts which was fun
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Til she said that she sounds just like Sarah Vaughan
D7 Em
I hate that soulful affectation white girls put on
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Why don't you move to the Delta?
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I obliged later on when you begged me to choke ya