I Think Im In Love
The Moldy Peaches
F
(início)
F C7 F Bb C7 F Bb C7
Verse 1
F Wake up in the morning What a surprise Bb You got your face up in my cleavage C7 And your hand between my thighs F Why can't you leave just like the other guys Bb C7 You think you won some kind of prize?
Hook
F Bb C7 F Ooooh, sweet lady, I think I'm in love Bb C7 F Bb C7 Oooh, I really think I'm in love
Verse 2
F Just because we messed around doesn't mean I want you here Bb C7 Get out of my house and take your beer F Drive away and stear clear Bb C7 Before I put my boot piece in your rear F Bb C7 When I wake up and see you lying there F Bb C7 With your fake nails and extensions in your hair F Bb C7 I can't believe the way I'm falling for you F Bb C7 Is this love, can it really be true? F Bb C7
Spittin'
- Yo, what is this crap? Give this bro a slap He doesn't have a clue that his girlfriend is wack I'm saying: Yo, here's some advice from MC Cracker If she was really worth it, bro, she would be blacker F Yo, ho, you like to fuck Bb C7 I fuck you and suck you like a big yellow duck F Cause I've got such large equipments in the Guinness book Bb C7 And I bet now you're asking, yo, how do I look? F Well, I'm the smoothest MC jew in the land Bb C7 And I know the freaking Tora like the back of my right hand F And that's just 'bout all my advice Bb C7 Cause your MC Cracker's through being nice F Bb C7
Verse 3
F I do what I get and I get what I see Bb C7 I saw you today, you're nothing to me F Like all of your brothers, one, two, three Bb C7 If you stay any longer *I'm gonna* up the antee.
Hook
F Bb C7 F Ooooh, sweet lady, I think I'm in love Bb C7 F Bb C7 Oooh, I really think I'm in love
Outing Verse
F Suck, suck at your cock Sit, sit on my face Bb C7 The catch ain't nearly as good as the chase F - I'll unleash a can of wuppass or at least some mace
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