Whipped

Greg Bates

Tom: G
G                    Cadd9              C 
Take my breathe no sunset like your smile, 
G                       Cadd9           C 
I never met a heart with such a since of style. 
Cadd9                 C 
You put on a show, When you paint your lips. 
Cadd9                 C 
For all I know your all this is. 


G Like homemade cream on an apple pie, Cadd9 Like a farmer workin? in mid july. C D Like a little boy said a dirty word, when his daddy gets home. G Like along the side of a 4-wheel line, Cadd9 Yeah you got me and Im lovin it. G Cadd9 C G Yeah you got me, ? Whipped.
G Cadd9 C Running red lights just so I can see ya. G Cadd9 C When your away I spend my days day dreaming. Cadd9 C Your sweeter than a peach, right down to the pit. Cadd9 C Yeah your my favorite habbit, that I never want to quit. <Chorus> Cadd9 G Yea you got me right where I wanna be. Cadd9 G Yea you got me right where I wanna be. <Chorus>

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