IntroG....
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Verse 1G I don’t know how I got your number in my phone
Bm I talk about you like people already know you
C You hold me close, don’t let g
Do
Feels like I want a l
Got oh
And when you look at me I can’t believe my eyes
Am It’s kinda crazy that you want me by your side
C It blows my mind that you’re mi
Dne
And you give me your t
Gime
ChorusBaby you’re a b
Gig deal makin’ me feel
Like the B
Amelle of the ball, the queen of ’em all
You’re a b
Cig name, my own John Wayne
You’re the st
Gar of my show, everywhere that we go
And I
Amknow there ain’t no statues that lo
Cok like you
And I k
Amnow nobody knows you but b
Coy I do
And you’re a b
Gig deal
Am...
Verse 2G You make a motel feel like stayin’ at the rims
Am You call me baby and I’m still not used to it
CYeah i’ll admit if this ain’t
Dit
I don’t know what it i
Gs
ChorusBaby you’re a b
Gig deal makin’ me feel
Like the B
Amelle of the ball, the queen of ’em all
You’re a b
Cig name, my own John Wayne
You’re the st
Gar of my show, everywhere that we go
And I
Amknow there ain’t no statues that lo
Cok like you
And I k
Amnow nobody knows you but b
Coy I do
And you’re a b
Gig deal... oh
Amyeah.
C.
OutroYeah you’re a b
Gig deal makin’ me feel
Like the B
Amelle of the ball, the queen of ’em all
You’re a b
Cig name, my own John Wayne
You’re the st
Gar of my show, everywhere that we go
Yeah you’re a b
Gig deal makin’ me feel
Like the B
Amelle of the ball, the queen of ’em all
You’re a b
Cig name, my own John Wayne
You’re the st
Gar of my show, everywhere that we go
And I kn
Amow there ain’t no statues that lo
Cok like you
And I k
Amnow nobody knows you but b
Coy I do
And you’re a b
Gig deal, oh y
Ameah
Baby you’re a
Gbig deal, oh
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