Dirty Heads – Best Of Us (Guitar)

[Intro]
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She takes my shoes off when I pass out in the morning

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Dead asleep from a night out with the boys

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If she came with us I'd have to send a warning:

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She can drink with the best of us

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She can smoke and she can drink as much as I can

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She made me food and rolled a joint when I broke my hand

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Fightin' with her older brother, showed him I'm a man

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And she's as cool as the best of us

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She don't get mad when I'm out of control

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When I'm blacked out drunk, at the top of my lungs

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Man she just laughs and rolls

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She's my lady, baby I know this is always true

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I see you yellin' at your girlfriend,

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Mine's the shit, well how 'bout you?

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Gave me head and we were driving down the freeway

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Comin' home from San Clemente on a friday

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We were laughin' 'cuz her body was in my way

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She's as cool as the best of us

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Well she can rock and she can move it with me slowly

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Nobody told me she can move it like that

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I didn't see it, didn't buy it 'till she showed me

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That she can drink with the best of us

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She don't get mad when I'm out of control

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When I'm blacked out drunk, at the top of my lungs

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Man she just laughs and rolls

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She's my lady, baby I know this is always true

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I see you yellin' at your girlfriend,

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Mine's the shit, well how 'bout you?

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She likes the way I smell when I come home late

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She tells me 'give em hell' before I come on stage

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She likes her beer real cold and her whiskey straight

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Stayin' up all night and then we sleep all day

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But if the sun comes steppin' in early

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And I wake to find my wallet to be empty

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'Cuz last night was next level I was off my leash

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I can still look at her with no anxiety because

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She don't get mad when I'm out of control

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When I'm blacked out drunk, at the top of my lungs

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Man she just laughs and rolls

A                F#m           E
She's my lady, baby I know this is always true

           A                  F#m
I see you yellin' at your girlfriend,

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Mine's the shit, well how 'bout you?

A             F#m           E
She don't get mad when I'm out of control

A                     F#m
When I'm blacked out drunk, at the top of my lungs

     E
Man she just laughs and rolls

A                F#m           E
She's my lady, baby I know this is always true

           A                  F#m
I see you yellin' at your girlfriend,

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Mine's the shit, well how 'bout you?.....