Tom: B
Introdução:
Bb
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G C G
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G C G
First you take my heart in the palm of your hand, and you squeeze it tight,
G C G
Then you take my mind, and you play with it all night,
G C G
You take my pride, and you throw it up against the wall,
G C G
You take me in your arms, baby, and bounce me like a rubber ball!
G Am
Well, I'm not complaining, what you're doing, you see,
C D
'Cause this hurting feeling is, oo, so good to me!
G C
'Cause don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
G C
Don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
G Am
Don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
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G C G
You take my name, and you scanda - lise it in the street,
G C G
Oo, anything you wanna do, I'd say, is alright with me,
G C G
Then you turn right around, and make sweet love to me,
G C G
Oo, yes, you did, baby, sure nuff good to me!
G Am
'Cause, baby, (Baby!) these things you're doing to me,
C D
It hurts so bad, but it's worth all the misery!
G C
And don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
G C
Don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
G Am
Don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
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G C G
Oo, boy, please, don't ever take the hurt off me,
G C G
'Cause it would hurt even worse if you ever, ever leave,
G C G
Even though, sometimes, it's hard for me to bear,
G C G
Oo, I'll make myself hold out, 'cause if it kills me, I don't care!
G Am
'Cause, baby, (Baby!) I don't want you to ever quit,
C D
Oo, it ain't no good 'til it hurts a little bit!
G C
'Cause don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
G C
Don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
G Am
Don't you know that it... (...Hurt so good!)
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