Tom: G
Introdução:
Am7
Spent the whole week out on that pier
C G
She said boy I think I love you, I said I love you too
G
We ended up drunk at some old ink shop
Am7
She said get my name, I said hell why not
C G
She didn't have to work too hard to talk me into
Am7 C G
Mm-----mm a tattoo on a sunburn
G Am7
Everytime that saltwater breeze blows in
Am7 C
I find myself laying right there in
C G
A kicked back, jet black leather seat
G
The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
Am7 C
Faded away but I guess some people never do
G/B Am7
Losing you is the only thing worse
G
Than a tattoo on a sunburn