Capo 4
Bm A G D
I grew up at 303 Pine Street
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She grew up at 305
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She had my heart by her sixteenth birthday
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She got that 'Vette and took me for a ride, yeah
Bm A G D
Bm A G D
We slid around Sycamore, hit 90 on Maple
Bm A G D
She fired up a Marlboro and threw me the pack
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Cut off a semi and gave him the finger
A G
Barely beat a train 'cross the railroad tracks
Bm A G D
All I ever wanted
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was the girl next door
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Yeah, she was the perfect woman
Bm A G D
I was never lookin' for
A
She was a heart breakin', beer drinkin', hell raisin' angel
G
In those cut off jeans she wore
Bm A G D
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
Mama said she met a girl last Sunday
She plays Bingo every Saturday night
Daddy told me 'bout his boss's daughter
Swore "Now boy, she's marrying type"
Bm A G D
All I ever wanted
Bm A G D
was the girl next door
Bm A G D
Yeah, she was the perfect woman
Bm A G D
I was never lookin' for
A
She was a heart breakin', beer drinkin', hell raisin' angel
G
In those cut off jeans she wore
Bm A G D
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
Yeah, all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
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