Girls In The Suburbs Singing Smiths Songs chords

Goody Grace

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She don't hit me up anymore, no 

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Things that were fun just ain't fun anymore, no 

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Six in the morning I know I should go    home 

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But I, uh-huh 
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  High as fuck and the clock's screaming   tick-tock 

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Girls in the suburbs singing Smiths songs 

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I know that it's wrong 

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I don't know what I'm doin,    but 

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   Maybe one day it'll all make sense, oh-oh 

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   Maybe one day it'll all make sense, oh-oh 

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   Maybe one day it'll all make sense 

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 But I just don't know when 

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 And it feels like the end 

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And all of my friends 

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 Said 

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 That I should get my mind off of the wrong things 

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I should probably tear off all my heart strings 

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You   can't pull them no more, no  

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Can I pass out on your  floor 

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Can I have a little more so I can 

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Hear you babble on some more   about him 

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 About   him, yeah 

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 I got a little water bottle full of whiskey 

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Oh, you lookin pretty like a model you should kiss me 

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You so cool with your drugs and your ripped jeans 

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I'm with you, but you ain't with me, no,    no 

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Maybe one day it'll all make sense 

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But I just don't know when 

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 And it feels like the end 

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And all of my friends,    said 

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  That I should get my mind off of the wrong things 

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I should probably tear off all my heart strings 

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You can't  pull them no more 

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