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It was a Bbvery normal night
BbI was attending a party
BbAnd I had many different drinks
BbMade from sweet fermented fruit
FI convinced myself
Of Ebcertain little things
FI convinced myself
On A EbB-B-bed of strings
BbThat home is just the renFt
Where the goEbodie kids repent
And the Bbblu-tack posters iFnfiltrate my..Eb.
I fucking lBbove you
I thinkBb you're pretty
I fucking Bblove you
All of the Ftime
I fucking lBbove you
I thinkBb you're pretty
And I wanna make yoEbu mine
I rBbemember the first time
BbThat I got to kiss you sober
BbI remember the first time
BbAs if it is right now
FI was just myself
MaybEbe I was less
FNow I have been both
And EbI'm convinced
BbThat home is on a Fbus seat
EbHome can go Ebwithout me
BbHome can reFinvent itself toEbday...
I fucking lBbove you
I thinkBb you're pretty
I fucking Bblove you
All of the Ftime
I fucking lBbove you
I thinkBb you're pretty
And I wanna make yoEbu mine
Alright
(SOLO) Same chords as the verse
BbEverybody's Fbirthday
EbSignifies their Ebfirst day
BbGoing it alFone in lEbove (love, in love)
I fucking lBbove you
I thinkBb you're pretty
I fucking Bblove you
All of the Ftime
I fucking lBbove you
I thinkBb you're pretty
And I wanna make yoEbu mine
All Mine, AlBbl Mine.
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