2YL The Front Bottoms
[Intro]
[E] [C#m] [A] [E]
[E] [C#m] [A] [E]
[A] [F#m] [C#m]
[A] [F#m] [C#m]
[Verse 1]
With[E] you on top of me
And me underneath you
I bet we'll go [A]a hundred miles an hour
Through the ceiling
Cause I am [E]numb
I am numb to the feeling
[A]Looking for that sexual healing
[Pre-Cborus]
Cause o[E]ur love's the only t[F#m]hing that could matter[G#m] [A]
[E]Take me up and [F#m]up and up like a lad[G#m]der[A]
Cause o[E]ur love's the [F#m]only t[G#m]hing that could m[A]atter
[E]Take me [F#m]up and [G#m]up like a [A]ladder[B]
[Cborus]
Yeah maybe that could be m[E]y thing, what do ya [C#m]think?
I'm talking two young l[A]overs and half priced d[E]rinks
I could fight the r[E]ainclouds in your l[C#m]ife
Every d[A]ay, every n[E]ight
[Interlude]
[A] [F#m] [C#m]
[Verse 2]
Smashing [E]bottles and stepping on glass
Has never felt so good in the past
I'm only h[A]uman with my flaws
Just a fool without a cause
With you g[E]rinding on me
And me grinding back on you
I bet we look b[A]eautiful
Slip sliding on the dance floor
[Pre-Cborus]
Cause o[E]ur love's the only t[F#m]hing that could matter[G#m] [A]
[E]Take me up and [F#m]up and up like a lad[G#m]der[A]
Cause o[E]ur love's the [F#m]only t[G#m]hing that could m[A]atter
[E]Take me [F#m]up and [G#m]up like a [A]ladder[B]
[Cborus]
Yeah maybe that could be [E]our thing, what do ya t[C#m]hink?
I'm talking two young l[A]overs and half priced d[E]rinks
I could fight the r[E]ainclouds in your l[C#m]ife
Every d[A]ay, every n[E]ight
Yeah maybe that could be [E]our thing, what do ya [C#m]think?
I'm talking two young l[A]overs and half priced d[E]rinks
I could fight the r[E]ainclouds in your l[C#m]ife
Every d[A]ay, every n[E]ight.
[Interlude]
[A] [F#m] [C#m]
[E] [C#m] [A] [E]
[E] [C#m] [A] [E]
[E] [C#m] [A] [E]
[E] [C#m] [A] [E]
[Pre-Cborus]
Cause [E]our love's the [F#m]only [G#m]thing that could [A]matter
[E]Take me [F#m]up and [G#m]up like a [A]ladder[B]
[Cborus]
Yeah maybe that could be [E]our thing, what do ya t[C#m]hink?
I'm talking two young l[A]overs and half priced d[E]rinks
I could fight the r[E]ainclouds in your l[C#m]ife
Every d[A]ay, every n[E]ight
Yeah maybe that could be y[E]our thing, what do ya t[C#m]hink?
I'm talking two young l[A]overs and half priced d[E]rinks
I could be the r[E]ainbow in your [C#m]sky
Shooting st[A]ars above you every [E]night
[Outro]
[A] [F#m] [C#m] [E]
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