Steven Curtis Chapman – I Love My Lips (Guitar)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s

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I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s

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I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!

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If my lips ever left my mouth

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Packed a bag and headed south

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That'd be too bad, I'd be so sad

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If my lips said "Adios, I don't like you and I think your gross"

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That'd be too bad, I might get mad

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That'd be too bad I might get mad (Go!)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s

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I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!

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If my lips moved to Duluth, left a mess and took my tooth

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That'd be too bad, I'd call my dad

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That'd be too bad I'd be so sad, I might get mad and call my dad

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Because I love my lips

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Because I love my lips (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!

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 Ah, hang on guys

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Hello?

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Listen, I heard you were trying to get a hold of me, is something wrong with your lips?

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Dad my lips are fine. I'm in the studio right now just working on this song

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On the day I got my tooth, I had to kiss my great aunt Ruth, she had a beard 

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And it felt weird (Yeah it was kinda weird, wasn't it?)

F#m       G#        A       B      F#m  G#m  A  B
She had a beard and it felt weird (Actually, wasn't that the Christmas you gave her a razor?)

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Because I love my lips

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Because I love my lips (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)

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Hey Caleb, I just stopped by, you know speaking of lips did I ever tell you my story?

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Ten days after I turned eight

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I got lips stuck in a gate and my friends all laughed

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Yeah, my friends all laughed

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And I just stood there until the fire department came

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And broke the lock with a crowbar and I had to spend

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The next six weeks in lip rehab with this kid named Oscar

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Who got stung by a bee right on the lip and we couldn't

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Even talk to each other until the fifth week because both

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Our lips were so swollen and when he did-

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Dad, dad, I've heard this story like a million times

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I really love my lips

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I really love my lips

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I really really love my lips

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Because I love my lips (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)

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Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba...

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Left my mouth and headed south

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And I got lips stuck in a gate

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She had a beard and it felt weird

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She had a beard and it felt weird

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Because I love my lips

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Because I - 'cause I love my lips

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Because I love my lips (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y, lips! (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y l-i-p-s (I love my lips)

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I l-o-v-e m-y, lips!