Lover i Don´t have to lover(Cavaco chords)

	        
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   Am  G   C   F   E 
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D|-2---0---2---3---2---| 
A|-0---2---3---3---2---| 
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Am G C F 
Am G C F E 
 
Am           G 
I picked you out  
C          F 
Of a crowd to talk to you  
Am		  G 
Said I liked your shoes  
C               F 
You said thanks can I follow you?  
Am             G 
So it's up the stairs  
C                F 
And out of view, no prying eyes  
Am            G 
I poured some wine  
C                 F                 E 
I asked your name you asked the time 
Am             G 
Now it's two o'clock,  
C                  F 
the club is closed we're up the block 
Am            G 
Your hands on me  
C             F 
Pressing hard against your jeans 
Am                G 
Your tongue in my mouth  
C                        F 
Trying to keep the words from coming out 
Am                 G 
You didn't care to know  
C            F             E 
Who else may have been you before 
 
 
O resto da música segue da mesma maneira, é só seguir os acordes da 1ª parte. 
 
 
I want a lover I don't have to love  
I want a girl who's to sad to give a fuck 
Where's the kid with the chemicals?  
I thought he said to meet me here but I'm not sure 
I got the money if you got the time  
You said it feels good I said I'll give it a try 
Then my mind went dark  
We both forgot where your car was parked  
Let's just take the train 
I'll meet up with the band in the morning 
Bad actors with bad habits  
Some sad singers  
They just play tragic 
And the phone's ringing  
And the van's leaving  
Let's just keep touching 
Let's just keep keep singing 
I want a lover I don't have to love 
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk 
Where's the kid with the chemicals 
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full 
I need some meaning I can memorize 
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind 
But you but you  
You write such pretty words 
But life's no story book  
Love is an excuse to get hurt  
And to hurt  
'Do you like to hurt?'  
'I do! I do!' 
'Then hurt me.' 
 
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Contribuição: Priscila Pivi de Almeida([email protected])