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to doop chords by Deluxe (France)

  • G

  • Em

  • Am

  • D

  • Bm

    2
Verse 1
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Don't let
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Em
your heart get to your boots
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D
Sour puss sister take a
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Em
walk under the juice
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D
Kick a few dumpsters
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Em
Fussing and spitting ain't
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D
Worth good kicking
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When you're tired of cop
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Am
D
ing go pony riding
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Better yet seduce your kite instructor
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Em
With a little bit of luck
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He comes from equator
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You be cruising and surfing round
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The whole world daughter
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Dream of ya life be two times brighter
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It may be crowded out here but I
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D
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Don't hear no sound but my own
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It may be pouring out here but every
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D
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Falling drop of sky is my own
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There ain't a thing in the
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World that 'll shoot
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My dorphins no i'm high on my throne
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Them harpies and
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turds won't have their
Way with me stoned on ozone
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Enthousiastic passionated red
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head sailor
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Em
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Former argentinesk female
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bartender cow
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Business school just wasn't cool
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So you droped out of class
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Indiana Jones ain't but a fool
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Next to you ginger badass
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Private pilot Spanish fluent
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smelly scarlet
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Cinder Monster bake
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me dinner Onion garlic
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No no no don't shoot or shout
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You know i didn't mean
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it let's go go go
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To the garden where we can
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D
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Bake our lungs trout
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D
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If ever harm comes to your loot
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Sugar puss sister
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Won't you sing along this tune
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Make u feel better
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Just in case you didn't know
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Babygirl I love you so
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Whenenever spirit's get too low
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Hop into ma cookie dough
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Peanut butter jelly on my nose
You got soaked from head
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Am
to toes
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Mexican buritos daily dose
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D
Salsa dripping on your clothes clothes
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Bm
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There ain't a thing in the world
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A single harpy or turd
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able to ruin or blurr
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Today is your day my girl
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Let it sing out ya fur
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Bm
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A flock a joli Z birds
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There ain't a place in the world
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Bm
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Id rather be than right here
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Em
It may be crowded out here but I
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D
G
Don't hear no sound but my own
Em
Am
D
G
It may be pouring
Em
out here but every
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D
G
Em
Am
Falling drop of sky is my own
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G
There ain't a thing in the
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World that 'll shoot
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D
My dorphins no i'm high
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Em
Am
D
on my throne
G
Them harpies and
Em
turds won't have their
Am
D
Way with me stoned on
Outro 1
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