L8 CMMR chords by Lily Allen

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Intro 1

Verse 1
C 
Good lover, good lover
Feels good like a long whole
summer
L8 CMMR, he's a L8 CMMR
My mind is a bad mothafucker
He can bring it, bring it all day long
All over my lemon wong
Nobody will get to see
'Cause he's gonna

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Verse 2

spend his life with me

You can't have him

No way he's taken, ladies,

I don't mean his babies

Look at my ring

He's going nowhere 'til

this fat lady sings

Verse 3
C 
And when I see his face
I feel like I could win the race
Am 
And when he calls, when he calls my name
F 
I know we're in the long game
C 
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
Am 
I wouldn't send,
I wouldn't send him back
F 
He won me, game, set,
and match
C 

Verse 4

L8 CMMR, he's a L8 CMMR

Verse 5
C 
My lover, my lover
Shoots and scores like he's
Maradona
Undercover, under the covers
My mind is a bad motherfucker
Anybody, anyone could see
I'd have caught him eventually
Me and him have a thing that's rare

Verse 6
All the girls can look elsewhere
C 
F 
C 
Am 
You can't have him
C 
No way he's taken, ladies,
I don't mean his babies
Am 
Look at my  ring
C 
He's going nowhere 'til
this fat lady sings

Verse 7
C 
And when I see his face
I feel like I could win the race
Am 
And when he calls, when he calls my name
F 
I know we're in the long game
C 
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
Am 
I wouldn't send,
I wouldn't send him back
F 
He won me, game, set,

Interlude 1

and match

Verse 8

You can look, girl, but you can't touch

Don't know why I love you so much

Can't put this thing into words

Verse 9
My love for him's absurd
C 
You can look, girl,
but you can't touch
Don't know why I love you so
Am 
much
Can't put this thing into words
C 
My love for him's absurd

Verse 10
C 
And when I see his face
I feel like I could win the race
Am 
And when he calls, when he calls my name
F 
I know we're in the long game
C 
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
Am 
I wouldn't send,
I wouldn't send him back
F 
He won me, game, set, and match

Verse 11
C 
And when I see his face
I feel like I could win the race
Am 
And when he calls, when he calls my name
F 
I know we're in the long game
C 
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
Am 
I wouldn't send,
I wouldn't send him back
F 
He won me, game, set,
C 
C 
and match
L8 CMMR, he's a L8 CMMR