Hard-Off

Hard-Off (2015)

American Bitches — аккорды для гитары

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Em
G D C C 
Raise your hand if you like American bitches
G D 
Locked in girl on girl kisses
C Am 
Well, I Do
G D C C 
You're just mad you can't score American bitches
G D 
So you're blowing up shit, which
C Am 
Just goes to prove
C Am G D 
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
C Am G D 
Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
D 
What kind of a man sits Indian style?
G D C 
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am 
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid
G D C 
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am Em Em 
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid
Verse
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Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches
And the freedom of tits if
You only knew, who-hoo
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
(What kind of a man sits Indian style?)
Chorus
C 
Come to Infidelphia
Am 
And fall in love with the unholy
G D 
My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie
C 
Just
Am 
Don't bring up
G 
What that club
D 
You belong to does...
D 
Dungeons & Dragons
Chorus
Outro
G D C 
Where I come from bras are booby traps
Am x4
And soft targets have a bikini wax