Thumbsucker

Intro 
                     C  F  C    C  F  C 
One, two, three, four 


 
     C 
God might've made me blonde, but he didn't make me dumb 
                           F                C 
I don't care you were the quarterback from wherever you're from 
    Am                             F 
My shirt might be low, but not as low as your IQ 
     C                 G 
You might could maybe read a book, but you sure can't read this room 
 

 
          Am             F            C         G 
What the hell's in your drink if you think I'd spend 
     Am         F             C          G 
The rest of my night in your rinky-dink bed? 
       C                   E            Am 
Just 'cause you bought me Malibu don't mean I'll be your lover 
     F                          G                  C    F  C  C 
One Coke and rum don't mean I'm under your thumb, sucker 

C  F  C  C 
 

                F             C 
We might be playing pool, but you sure can't take a cue 
         C              F              C 
If your vodka's mostly grenadine, then I'm too strong for you 
   Am                           F 
I might be uptight, but not as tight as your jeans 
    G 
So take a step back before I start to scream 
 

 
          Am             F            C         G 
What the hell's in your drink if you think I'd spend 
     Am         F             C          G 
The rest of my night in your rinky-dink bed? 
       C                   E            Am 
Just 'cause you bought me Malibu don't mean I'll be your lover 
     F                          G                 Am    F  C 
One Coke and rum don't mean I'm under your thumb, sucker 
      G          Am 
Your thu-u-umb, sucker 
    F     C  G  Am  F  C  G  Am  F  G  G 
Hmm mm mm mm 
 

 
         C              F             C 
Now I'm teaching you a lesson, and I hope you learn from it 
          C          F                  C 
If you're already behind, you might as well just 
N.C. 
Quit, quit, quit, quit, quit 
 

 
          Am             F            C         G 
What the hell's in your drink if you think I'd spend 
     Am         F             C          G 
The rest of my night in your rinky-dink bed? 
       C                   E            Am 
Just 'cause you bought me Malibu don't mean I'll be your lover 
     F                          G                 Am    F  C 
One Coke and rum don't mean I'm under your thumb, sucker 
      G          Am 
Your thu-u-umb, sucker 
    F     C  G 
Hmm mm mm mm 
 

Outro 
      G          Am   F  C 
Your thu-u-umb, sucker 
      G          Am 
Your thu-u-umb, sucker 
    F     C  G  C 
Hmm mm mm mm