To Doop

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Tom:
G Em Am D [Verse]
G Em Don't let your heart get to your boots
Am D Sour puss sister
G Em Take a walk under the juice
Am D Kick a few dumpsters
G Em Am D Fussing and spitting ain't worth good kicking
G Em Am D When you're tired of coping go pony riding
G Em Better yet seduce
Am D Your kite instructor
G Em With a little bit of luck
Am D He comes from equator
G Em Am D Cruising and surfing round the whole world daughter
G Em Am D Dream of ya life be two times brighter [Chorus]
G Em Am D G Em Am D It may be crowded out here but I don't hear no sound but my own
G Em Am D G Em Am D It may be pouring out here but every falling drop of sky is my own [Verse]
G Em Am D Enthousiastic passionated red-head sailor
G Em Am D Former argentinesk female bartender cow
G Em Business school just wasn't cool
Am D So you droped out of class
G Em Indiana Jones ain't but a fool
Am D Next to you ginger badass
G Em Private pilot Spanish fluent
Am D Smelly scarlet
G Em Am D Cinder Monster bake me dinner Onion garlic
G Em No no no don't shoot or shout
Am D You know i didn't mean it
G Let's go go go
Em Am D To the garden where we can bake our lungs trout [Chorus]
G Em Am D G Em Am D It may be crowded out here but I don't hear no sound but my own
G Em Am D G Em Am D It may be pouring out here but every falling drop of sky is my own [Verse]
G Em If ever harm comes to your loot
Am D Sugar puss sister
G Em Won't you sing along this tune
Am D Make u feel better
G Em Just in case you didn't know
Am D Babygirl I love you so
G Em Whenenever spirits get too low
Am D Hop into my cookie dough
G Em Peanut butter jelly on my nose
Am D You got soaked from head to toes toes
G Em Mexican buritos daily dose
Am D Salsa dripping on your clothes clothes [Bridge]
G Em There ain't a thing in the world
Am D A single harpy or turd
G Em Able to ruin or blurr
Am D Today is your day my girl
G Em Let it sing out ya fur
Am D A flock a joli Z birds
G Em There ain't a place in the world [Chorus]
G Em Am D G Em Am D It may be crowded out here but I don't hear no sound but my own
G Em Am D G Em Am D It may be pouring out here but every falling drop of sky is my own
G Em Am D G Em There ain't a thing in the world that 'll shoot my dorphins no i'm high on my throne
Am D
G Em Am D G Em Am D Them harpies and turds won't have their way with me stoned on ozone
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