Intro: G Everybody get up. Instrumental: G | G | G | G D Hey, hey, hey, Hey, hey, hey, D D/C D/H D/A Hey, hey, hey. G If you can’t hear what I’m tryna say, If you can’t read from the same page, D Maybe I’m going deaf, Maybe I’m going blind, D D/C D/H D/A Maybe I’m out of my mind. G Okay, now, he was close, Tried to domesticate you. But you’re an animal; Baby, it’s in your nature. D Just let me liberate you. You don’t need no papers. That man is not your maker. D/C D/H D/A G And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl. Chorus: G I know you want it. I know you want it. I know you want it. D You’re a good girl. Can’t let it get past me. You’re far from plastic. D/C D/H Talk about getting blasted. D/A G I hate these blurred lines. G I know you want it. I know you want it. I know you want it. D But you’re a good girl. The way you grab me, Must wanna get nasty. D/C D/H D/A Go ahead, get at me. G What do they make dreams for When you got them jeans on? What do we need steam for? D You’re the hottest bitch in this place. I feel so lucky. You wanna hug me. | D D/C D/H D/A What rhymes with "hug me"? G Okay, now, he was close, Tried to domesticate you. But you’re an animal; Baby, it’s in your nature. D Just let me liberate you. You don’t need no papers. That man is not your maker. D/C D/H D/A G And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl. Chorus: G I know you want it. I know you want it. I know you want it. D You’re a good girl. Can’t let it get past me. You’re far from plastic. Talk about getting blasted. G I hate these blurred lines. G I know you want it. I know you want it. I know you want it. D But you’re a good girl. The way you grab me, Must wanna get nasty. D/C D/H D/A Go ahead, get at me. G One thing I ask of you: Let me be the one you back that ass into, yo, From Malibu to Caribou. Yeah, had a bitch but she ain’t bad as you. D So, hit me up when you’re passing through. I’ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two. Swag on, even when you dress casual. D/C D/H D/A I mean it’s not almost unbearable. G Then, honey, you’re not there when I Come across that bitch; you pass me by. Nothing like your last guy; he too square for you. He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair like that. D So I jail watch, hand wave For you to salute, but you didn't pick. Not many women can refuse this pimpin’. D/C D/H D/A I’m a nice guy, but you get it if you get with me. G Shake the vibe, Get down, Get up. D Do it like it hurt, like it hurt. What you doing like word? | D D/C D/H D/A Hey! G Baby, can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica. It always works for me, Dakota to Dakata. D No more pretending, ’Cause now you’re winning. Here’s our beginning. D/C D/H D/A G I always wanted a good girl. Chorus: G I know you want it. I know you want it. I know you want it. D You’re a good girl. Can’t let it get past me. You’re far from plastic. D/C D/H Talk about getting blasted. D/A G I hate these blurred lines. G I know you want it. I know you want it. I know you want it. D But you’re a good girl. The way you grab me, Must wanna get nasty. D/C D/H D/A Go ahead, get at me. G Everybody get up. Everybody get up. D Hey, hey, hey, Hey, hey, hey, Hey, hey, hey… Instrumental: D D/C D/H D/A | G
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