Gm F F Eb I'm gone in a flick, but back in a secondAb Ab Gm With salted skin, rash for no reasonF F Eb Boys are loading their arms, girls gasp with envyAb Ab Gm F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly?F F Eb Same old sadness in small lumps on my jawAb Ab Gm For lusting after is the usual freak showF F Eb May your girl come, birdie die under this spurAb Ab F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then [Chorus]Gm F F GirlfriendEb Ab Ab Don't feel like a girlfriendGm F F But loverEb Ab Ab Damn, I'd be your loverGm F F GirlfriendEb Ab Ab Don't feel like a girlfriendGm F F But loverEb Ab Ab Gm Damn, I'd be your lover (Touché, touché yeah)[Verse 2]Gm F F Eb Yes sir, I am wet, for I abandoned my fame in the lakeAb Ab Let's see now how fast you're breathingGm And how long this will all takeF F Those who used to pass by meEb Think they are baffling a liarAb Ab F-fuck is you?Gm You don't even taste much better!F F Eb Came back steaming in sweats in the morningAb Ab Gm I muscled in for I wanted to hold himF F Eb Then shriveled to let those bird-dogs rage through N.C. Ab F-fuck is me? F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now [Chorus]Gm F F GirlfriendEb Ab Ab Don't feel like a girlfriendGm F F But loverEb Ab Ab Damn, I'd be your loverGm F F GirlfriendEb Ab Ab Don't feel like a girlfriendGm F F But loverEb Ab Ab Gm Damn, I'd be your loverAb Gm Chris, I don't know why you trippin' [Bridge]F F Eb Touché, touché, touché, touchéAb Ab Gm Touché, touché, touché, touchéF F Eb Touché, touché, touché, touchéAb Ab Gm Touché, touché, touché, touché (You got to keep on rollin' girl keep rollin', rollin') [Outro]F F Eb (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touchéAb Ab Gm (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touchéF F Eb (B-b-b-baby) Touché, touché, touché, touchéAb Ab Gm (Oh no) Touché, touché, touché, touché
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