Beach Bunny – Nice Guys (Guitar)

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You're so pre-ten-tious

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Pre-tending like you hate me when the world don't go your way

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So tell your guy friends

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She was super clingy so you gotta get away

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You're not my interest

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If your ego had a zip code, it would be a whole state wide

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But sure, I'm ob-sessed

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I guess if you're polite, it means I oughta stay the night

F#m       A
Ri- i- i- ight?

            E    G#m    A    C#m
I'm sick of nice guys

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I want someone who actually wears hearts inside their eyes

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And isn't only interеsted in what's between my thighs

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You win me likе a trophy, not a consolation prize

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Oh

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Oh

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You're so per-si-stent

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Asking why I'm distant, maybe learn to read the signs

             E   G#m     A
You're incon-sis-tent

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Claiming I'm your everything, but also not your type

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So tell your guy friends

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The conversation where I left things off the other night

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I'm sure from your end

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You got in my pants then left my ass, and made me cry

F#m       A
Ri- i- i- ight?

            E    G#m    A    C#m
I'm sick of nice guys

  C#m              B              A                   E
I want someone who actually wears hearts inside their eyes

    C#m        B             A                 E
And isn't only interеsted in what's between my thighs

    C#m           B             A           E
You win me likе a trophy, not a consolation prize

    C#m           B             A           E
You win me like a trophy, not a consolation prize