FLETCHER – Beckys So Hot (Guitar)

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I wake up, puttin' makeup on a sad face

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And Listerine ain't fixing this bad taste in my mouth

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Someone saw you out on Friday, saw you walking sideways

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Guess you're gettin' fucked real good now

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Fine, okay, I'll say, I went and stalked her

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And I don't really blame you 'cause

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Damn, the waist (The waist), the hips (The hips), the face, this is awkward (Ooh, ooh)

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Are you in love like we were?

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If I were you, I'd probably keep her

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Makes me wanna hit her when I see her

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'Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

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Ooh, she's the one I should hate

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But I wanna know how she tastes

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I kinda wanna hit her when I see her

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Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

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I used to wear it too, yeah, it's the cropped on

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With the red Corvette, someone new riding shotgun

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I can't even be that mad about it, she flame emoji, wow

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It's always gonna fuck me up 'cause

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Fine, okay, I'll say, I went and stalked her

    A
And I don't really blame you 'cause

Bm                                                                  A
Damn, the waist (The waist), the hips (The hips), the face, this is awkward (Ooh, ooh)

D                   Bm
Are you in love like we were?

F#m             A
If I were you, I'd probably keep her

D                         Bm
Makes me wanna hit her when I see her

F#m                            A
'Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

D                 Bm
Ooh, she's the one I should hate

   F#m                   A
But I wanna know how she tastes

D                           Bm
I kinda wanna hit her when I see her

           F#m         N.C
Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

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Becky's so hot, hot

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Becky's so hot, hot

Bm                 A
If I were you, I'd probably keep her (Probably keep her)

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Makes me wanna hit her when I see her ('Cause Becky's so hot)

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'Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt

D                         Bm
Ooh, she the one I should hate (She's the one)

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But I wanna know how she tastes (How she tastes)

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I kinda wanna hit her when I see her

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Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt