Style And Grace chords by Explorer's Collective

SimplifiedC5 · Cm · B · A · G …

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Intro 1
C5 
Cm 
B 
A 
G 
Cm 
B 
A 
G 
Cm 
B 
A 
G 
Cm 
B 
A 
G 
Cm 
Everybody

Verse 1
in this place
Go get rocked up your face
Make sure you try and race any
pain with style and grace
C5 
G 
A 
G 
Cm 
Da, da, da, da, get yourself a  partner
B 
Do a little twist and get up the
G 
At lanticus
A 
G 
Jump into the middle of this
Cm 
G 
Go  harder, faster,
A 
G 
Cm 
make yourself an answer
G 
Give a little twist and do whatever it is
A 
G 
Cm 
To make things your own business
C5 
B 
Go over there, give that girl a chase
Bm 
C5 
Go over there,
G 
B 
dance and  give em a chance
Bm 
B 
And you don't need to pull up the mace
Bm 
You may not have the greatest face
C5 
But you can feed your taste
There's really no time to waste
G 
B 
Get together and stick like paste
Lower the stakes
Bm 
If you're feeling them shakes
Take a drink and start back with pace
G 
Bm 
Just remember which member of
C5 
the night you like
And don't make mistakes
Cm 
Everybody in this place
C5 
Go get rocked off your face, make sure you try a race,
Cm 
any pain with style and grace
Bm 
Everybody feel the bass,
A 
G 
Cm 
from your head to your waist
Bm 
Then it goes to  your toes,
A 
G 
Cm 
then you know this is the show
C5 
Bm 
A 
G 
Da da  da da, get yourself a partner
Cm 
Do  a little twist there,
B 
get a feel and a kiss
G 
Jump into the middle of this
Cm 
D 
Go  harder, faster
Make yourself an answer
Get a little pissed and
Do whatever it is
G 
D 
To make things your own
C5 
Cm 
B 
business
Bm 
A 
G 
I woke up in the morning
Cm 
With some buds in my pocket
B 
I got the girls down, yeah bitch
A 
You know I like it
G 
I dropped that hoe
Cm 
C5 
Radio bangin' up my bones
Bm 
I represent
New
Zealand
A 
I got the feelin'
G 
I  represent
New
Zealand
Cm 
I   got the feelin'
I represent
New
Bm 
A 
I   got the feeling, I  represent
G 
New
Cm 
Zealand, I got the feeling
Everybody in this place,
C5 
Cm 
don't get rocked off your face
Make sure you try and race,
any pain with style and grace
B 
Bm 
What's up? I nearly hit
C5 
G 
the club with a slap
Bm 
When I rock up to the club,
C5 
Bm 
you'll be giving me the lock
Cause I'm motherfucking
G 
Toby, act like you know
Bm 
I run up in your hole with a
Cm 
back like for show
Bm 
Aw yeah, I really don't care
When I sit up on my chair,
Bm 
I be sipping on my beer
And gettin' wasted,
G 
and lookin' at the girls
Bm 
Cm 
So wonderin' if  my work
G 
Cm 
could change the world
I don't even know,
where the fuck I'm goin' to
Bm 
C5 
When I grow up, yeah, bitch,
I'll be showin' you
Cm 
When the time comes,
rollin' with the rum
A 
G 
Hardcore, yeah,
C5 
we be drinkin' in the sun with the girls
Bm 
Gettin' wasted, bought the world,
A 
G 
and never taste it
Cm 
C5 
Replaced it, the shell, for, yeah
Bm 
Best  represent,
A 
G 
cause we got no mother
Cm 
Motherfucker, y 'all, hey, what's up?
Bm 
Na -na, na  -na,
A 
G 
Cm 
catch yourself a partner
Bm 
Pull a little twist and get
a fiddle and a kiss
G 
Jump into the middle of this
Cm 
Bm 
Go  harder, faster,
A 
G 
Cm 
make yourself an answer
Bm 
Get a little pissed and put
whatever it is
A 
G 
To make things your own business
Cm 
Bm 
A 
G 
Cm 
B 
Bm 
A 
G 
Cm 
You