Tom: G
Introdução:
Em
Lying on the beach, the middle of December
Am
I’m thinking you’re too cool to even remember
C#m7 Bm Am
My face, my hair, my eyes, my lips, and my name
Em
Lighting up that clove, your confidence is what I want
Am
I say a lot, I’m loud 'cause maybe you’re the one
C#m7 Bm Am
Your hair, your eyes, your lips, and your name
Hmm baby
Em
I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say
Am
I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away
C#m7 Bm Am
And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips, and, baby, I’ll shut up
Em
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Am
Oh baby, I'll shut up
Ooh, ooh, ooh
C#m7
Oh baby, I'll shut up (yeah)
Bm
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Am
Oh baby, I'll shut up
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Am
Oh baby, I'll shut up
Em
You dress in all black, the middle of the Summer
Am
You’re smoother than you think, you rock that Alex Turner
C#m7 Bm Am
Your style, your arms, wrapped in leather, makes me want you forever
Em
But I cannot break this habit, pure anxiety
Am
Stuck here searching for some words that you might need
C#m7 Bm Am
Maybe you don’t need them, it’s not what we’re about
And maybe I’ll just slow it down
Em
I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say
Am
I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away
C#m7 Bm Am
And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips, and, baby, I’ll shut up
Em
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Am
Oh baby, I'll shut up
Ooh, ooh, ooh
C#m7
Oh baby, I'll shut up (yeah)
Bm
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Am
Oh baby, I'll shut up
Ooh, ooh, ooh