Intro: C Am F (2x)

C
Come on shuga don'tcha cry
                           (Am)   F      (G)
I don't wanna ever have to say goodbye
C
Don't starch yo pants with cheap romance 
                                  (Am)   F
And Freudian slips don't come off on the fly
                  Em          G
You're never satisfied,
No!
C   (G)   Am
   Don't wait,
                  C     (G) Am
I'm never gonna chase a tailgate,
                 C
I'm never gonna say:
        G   Am                         F                   G     C
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know you at all."
C       G   Am                          F                      G    
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know" - "No, he don't"

C
Unleash yo bark but don'tcha stray
                               (Am) F   (G)
I'm sick and tired of fetching runaways
C
Tint yo lips with lover's spit
                                  (Am) F
You throw your weight I throw my fits away
             Em      G
Ain't it a shame?
No!

C   (G)   Am
   Don't wait,
                  C     (G) Am
I'm never gonna chase a tailgate,
                 C
I'm never gonna say:
        G   Am                         F                   G     C
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know you at all."
C       G   Am                          F                      G     C
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know" - "No, he don't"
C       G   Am                         F                   G     C
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know you at all."
C       G   Am                          F                      G    
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know" - "No, he don't"

Interlude: C G F

C                          G
Wound too tight to come undone
                       F                 C
This pick-apart, not never, just ain't enough
C                           G
Darlin', just pry to come undone
      F
(I'm holding out for the jinx)
                     C
Do with it what you want.

C   (G)   Am
   Don't wait,
                  C     (G) Am
I'm never gonna chase a tailgate,
                 C
I'm never gonna say:
        G   Am                         F                   G     C
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know you at all."
C       G   Am                          F                      G    
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know" - "No, he don't"
C       G   Am                         F                   G     C
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know you at all."
C       G   Am                          F                      G    
"That's my baby, there. And, he don't need to know" - "No, he don't"