Lalala

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G
Can't even hang out with friends
Em
Wit out ya blowin up my phone
C
Why you all in my ear
G
Like where am I and when am I coming home
Em
Why you listening to your friends?
C
They dont wanna see us be.
G
Boy You better take it slow
Em
Or i'll be history
C
You've got to give me my space
G
So quick to calling my name
Em
Boy you better recognize
C
My love is one of a kind
G
You drive me up to the ceiling
Em
Boy there's no need for the screaming
C
you know that you are my world
G
But im sick and tired of the
Em
La La La La La La La La
G
That's all I hear you saying
C
La La La La La La La La Tired of the Complaining
Em
La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La
Dm
So why you up in my ear?
Am
So I went out to club
Cmaj7
I just wanna have some fun
Dm
I guess someone told you
Am
I was with some other boy
Cmaj7
Cause when I got back home
Dm
Put my foot through the door
Am
All the lights came on
Cmaj7
Then came the A  La La La
Em
You've got to give me my space
(and you know the rest!)
(Same chords from the 1st part)
So quick to calling my name
Boy you better recogniz
My love is one of a kind
You drive me up to the ceiling
Boy there's no need for the screaming
You know that you are my world
But im sick and tired of the
La La La La La La La La
That's all I hear you saying
La La La La La La La La
Tired of the Complaining
La La La La La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La