Written by Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, Zach Dawes
Intro: Am F C G (G#)Verse 1:
Am F You don't ever have to C Be stronger than you really are G When you're lying in my arms Am F Baby, you don't ever have to C Go faster than your fastest pace G Or faster than my fastest carsPre-Chorus
Am I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter F You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better C G I wanted to reach out but I never said a thing Am I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter F You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better C G I wanted to call you but I didn't say a thing (two, three, four)Am G Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up F G If you come back to America, just hit me up Am G 'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside F G If you come back to California, you should just hit me upPost-Chorus
Am We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, have fun G We'll hit up all the old places F G We'll have a party, we'll dance till dawn Am I'll pick up all of your folks and all of your Rolling Stones G Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf F G I'll throw a party, all night longVerse 2:
Am F You don't ever have to C Be stronger than you really are G When you're lying in my arms Am F And honey, you don't ever have to C Act cooler than you think you should G You're brighter than the brightest starsPre-Chorus
Am You're scared to win, scared to lose F C I've heard the war was over if you really choose G The one in and around you Am You hate the heat, you got the blues F C You're changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you G The same wind that moves you (two, three, four)Am G Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up F G If you come back to America, just hit me up Am G 'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside F G If you come back to California, you should just hit me upOutro Am G Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up F G If you come back to America, just hit me up Am G 'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside F G If you come back to California, you should just hit me upPost-Chorus
Am We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, have fun G We'll hit up all the old places F G We'll have a party, we'll dance till dawn Am I'll pick up all of your folks and all of your Rolling Stones G Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf F G I'll throw a party, all night long
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