Gods Of The Good Shit

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I said to myself, hey man, you need some time on your own
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Get out on the road and chase the ones you couldn’t get before
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But then you walked in

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I prayed to the gods, you know I owe you each a jack and coke
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You led me to her but now I’m scared I’m gonna mess it up
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Trying to sound smarter than I am, let this spinning wheel get out of hand

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And I don’t want to tell you
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You make comets collide in my chest
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And I way overthink how I’m dressed
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Yes I prayed to the gods of the good shit and they led me to you

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Maybe we could get up on the weekends
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Maybe you could hit me when you’re free next

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'Cause I ain’t gonna tell you
          Em     F       G     Am
You make comets collide in my chest
          Em     F       G     Am
And I way overthink how I’m dressed
          Em          F            G              F              C
Yes I prayed to the gods of the good shit and they led me to you

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