Fucked Up taby ukulele według Young Rising Sons (Chwyty barytonu)

Capo: 1
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You got so goddamn drunk you couldn't stand
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So I had to drive you home
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You passed out by the first red light 
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So I didn't know where to go
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So I drove down every back road 
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Waiting for the sunlight to shine on your face

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So you woke up, looked up at me
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A smile from ear to ear
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You said "oh I apologized,
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I could never handle beer"
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So I took you back to your place, as you
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Closed the door you said "next one's on me"

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So tell me who burned you with their cigarette
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Who spilled all that wine on your wedding dress?

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You're so fucked up and I love it
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You're so obtuse but I love you anyway
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(Ay, ay, ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah)
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You're so fucked up and I love it
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You're so obtuse but I love you anyway
Bm         A         G
(Ay, ay, ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah)

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I got so goddamn drunk 'cause I couldn't stand
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The way you talked to me
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I said "oh I apologize,
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I ain't what you want me to be"
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So I told you, you were crazy
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And you sat right up and said "I don't agree"
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That's fine with me
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So tell me who burned you with their cigarette
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Who spilled all that wine on your wedding dress?

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You're so fucked up and I love it
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You're so obtuse but I love you anyway
Bm         A         G
(Ay, ay, ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah)
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You're so fucked up and I love it
G                                  Bm
You're so obtuse but I love you anyway
Bm         A         G
(Ay, ay, ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah)

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Ripped dress, cigarettes, late on rent, styled mess, stress test
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But goddamn, I love you anyway
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I love you anyway
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Bad news, loose screws, like a noose, high on fumes, takin' blues
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But goddamn, I love you anyway
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I love you anyway
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You're so fucked up and I love it
G                                  Bm
You're so obtuse but I love you anyway
Bm         A         G
(Ay, ay, ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah)
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You're so fucked up and I love it
G                                  Bm
You're so obtuse but I love you anyway
Bm         A         G
(Ay, ay, ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah)

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