Wonder Bread Winner

 
        C 
Like an Appalachian milk carton kid, I went missing 
 Gm 
I cut my hair, thought you'd look at me different 
 C 
You were downstairs dusting off the BowFlex 
     Gm 
And all of my near and dear friends became coke-heads 
 

 
 C 
Big city, sinner 
                 Gm 
Ooh, came back a wonder bread winner 
          C 
Oh, and I left for LA, fast cars and steak dinner 
Gm 
No one can do it like my broken Buick, babe 
 

 
F 
Honey, I'm home, fuck, I'm not playin' 
         C 
These Valley boys don't know how to get a girl naked 
  G 
I like his hands rough like a kitchen chair cut 
       Bb                                           C 
Got me up on that countertop, my man so hard but he stops 
 

 
     Gm                            C    
To say, "Grace" (Baby, baby, baby) 
            Gm 
Stop, and say, "Grac" 
 

 
C 
Roll me up that, sell me som of that hometown grown weed 
Gm 
Bourbon gold suburban, all covered up in grease 
C 
Seen it all, that's what I call that Californiacation 
Gm 
Thinking 'bout you, baby, use your imagination 
 

 
     C 
I'm a sinner 
                 Gm 
Ooh, came back a wonder bread winner 
           C 
Oh, and I left for LA, fast cars and steak dinner 
 Gm 
No one can do it like my broken Buick, babe 
 

 
F 
Honey, I'm home, fuck, I'm not playin' 
       C 
These Valley boys don't know how to get a girl naked 
   G 
I like his hands rough like a kitchen chair cut 
       Bb 
Got me up on that countertop, put me above you 
    F                    C 
And I could feel like how I did when I was 
G 
Dancing with you in that living room 
       Bb 
Got me up on that countertop, I didn't tell you to 
 

Outro 
C           Gm                            C 
Stop, and say, "Grace" (Baby, baby, baby) 
           Gm 
Stop, and say 
                                            C 
Say it, say it, say it say it, say it to my face 
                        Gm 
Loving me, loving you, can't you see (Hey) 
     C 
Baby, stop 
           Gm 
Stop, and say, "Grace"