C E7 I used to run around naked chasing pigeonsAm F Get home, orange squash, televisionC E7 Never got it that I grew up being BritishAm F James Bond's next mission, the Queen gets my digitsC E7 Doing drugs not enough so I quit itAm F Text my old school friends, "Let me hit it"C E7 Said she down, so I'm cooking in the kitchenAm F Exams? Think I'll miss it, I fucked my revision [Chorus]C E7 I take ya way back homeAm F The sun don't shine, so the moon won't glowC E7 Everybody 'round me who's confused won't knowAm F Why I'm always sleeping or I'm rude, and soC I still feel lowE7 Come back homeAm F The sun don't shine, so the moon won't glowC E7 Take a little picturе, polaroid I hopeAm I never havе to pay back the things I oweF The things I owe [Verse]C E7 Let's take it back to 2003Am F Where the sky was still blue and the grass was still greenC E7 Now the kids being rude through the cracks on my screenAm F So we say something true, thinking fast on our feetC E7 Tell the girls with their makeup it's past HalloweenAm F Grab the car, get on road, fill it up, gasolineC E7 Fifty K on the wash, trying to track caloriesAm F Got a text from my ex, but she left me on seen (Aw) [Chorus]C E7 I take ya way back homeAm F The sun don't shine, so the moon won't glowC E7 Everybody 'round me who's confused won't knowAm F Why I'm always sleeping or I'm rude, and soC I still feel lowE7 Come back homeAm F The sun don't shine, so the moon won't glowC E7 Take a little picturе, polaroid I hopeAm I never havе to pay back the things I oweF The things I owe
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