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Capo on 1st fret
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People like me never went to college
E
Cept the parties I was playin
B
For the Sigma Kappa laides on Friday nights
E
So I spent a lotta weekends
A
With some future doctor's girlfriend
E B
And I learned there's people who don't like
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People like me
E A
People like me don't get the big promotions, no
E
Cause we seem to lack the gene
B
That puts the filter in between our brain and mouth
E
We don't smile and say, 'Yes,'
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When everybody know it's B.S.
E B
and I've learned there's people who don't like
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People like me
B A E B
People like me livin hard, lovin fast check to check
A E
Milk and gas in the truck, head to town, a little luck
B A
Lost and found, time to waste at Sammy's Place, they all say 'Hey!
B A B A D A
Come on in and grab a seat.' It sure feels good to be
E
With people like me
E A
People like me been told we need to grow up
E
They say there's more to life than cars
B
Pretty women, and guitars. I say, 'Like what?'
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I love God and country,
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And I'll do what they ask of me
E B
But I know there's people who don't like
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People like Me
Chorus :
Livin hard, lovin fast, check to check
Milk and gas in the truck, head to town, a little luck
Lost and found, time to waste at Sammy's Place they all say, 'Hey!
Come on in and grab a seat.' It sure feels good to be
With people like me.
Solo: E A E B E
B A E B
People like me, crankin up, kickin back, dirty joke
A E
Make me laugh, buyin suds for my friends, and the girls that
B A
Just walked in, jukebox plays, what's your name, we all say, 'Hey!
B A B A D A
Come on in and grab a seat.' It sure feels good to be
E
With people like me
E
People like me, livin hard, lovin fast
Check to check, milk and gas, crankin up
Kickin back, dirty joke, make me laugh
In the truck, head to town, a little luck
Lost and found, jukebox plays, what's your name
E A B A D E
We all say, 'Hey!' People like me