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Ah, la, mm, la, la. Instrumental: Hm Hm | G A Hm Hm | G Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm I met this girl late last year, She said: G A Don’t you worry if I disappear, I told her: Hm I’m not really looking for another mistake. G I called an old friend thinking A That the trouble would wait, Hm But then I jumped right in, A week later returned, G I reckon she was only looking A For a lover to burn. Hm But I gave her my time For two or three nights G And then I put it on pause A Until the moment was right. Hm I went away for months G A Until our paths crossed again, She told me, Hm I was never looking for a friend, G Maybe you could swing A By my room around ten, Hm Baby, bring the lemon And a bottle of gin G We’ll be in between the sheets A Till the late A.M., Hm Baby, if you wanted me Then you should have just said. She’s singing: G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G That heart is so cold, A Hm All over my home, I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G I told her she knows, A Hm Take aim and reload. I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, la, la, la. Hm And for a couple weeks I only wanna see her, We drink away G A The days with a takeaway pizza. Before a text Hm Message was the only way to reach her, G Now she’s staying at my place A And loves the way I treat her. Hm Singing out Aretha All over the track like a feature G And never wants to sleep, A I guess that I don’t want to either. Hm But me and her, We make money the same way, G A Four cities, two planes the same day. Hm And those shows Have never been what it’s about, G But maybe we’ll go together A And just figure it out. Hm I’d rather put on a film with you And sit on a couch, G But we should get a plane A Or we’ll be missing it now. Hm Wish I’d have written it down, The way that things played out. G When she was kissing him A Low I was confused about. Hm But she should figure it out While I’m sat here singing: G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G That heart is so cold, A Hm All over my home, I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, la, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G I told her she knows, A Hm Take aim and reload. I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Knock, knock, knock, on my hotel door, G A I don’t even know if she knows what for. She was Hm Crying on my shoulder, I already told ya, G Trust and respect A Is what we do this for. Hm I never intended to be next, G But you didn’t need A To take him to bed, that’s all. Hm And I never saw him as a threat, G Until you disappeared A With him to have sex, of course. Hm It’s not like we were both on tour, G We were staying on the same A Fucking hotel floor Hm And I wasn’t looking For a promise or commitment G But it was never just fun A And I thought you were different. Hm This is not the way You realise what you wanted G A It’s a bit too much, too late, if I’m honest. Hm And all this time, God knows I’m singing: G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G That heart is so cold, A Hm All over my home, I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G I told her she knows, A Hm Take aim and reload. I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G That heart is so cold, A Hm All over my home, I don’t wanna know that, babe. G A Ah, la, mm, la, la. Hm Don’t fuck with my love, G I told her she knows, A Hm Take aim and reload, I don’t wanna know that, babe. Ah, la, mm, la, la.
Опубликовано 30.10.14