Lyrics:
J-j-j-j-j-j-j-Jesus
S-s-s-s-s-s-Salvation
F-f-f-f-f-f-Forgiveness
J-j-j-j-j-j-j-Jesus
J-j-j-j-j-j-j-Jesus
S-s-s-s-s-s-Salvation
Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your makeup --
Em7 A7 G/B A7
Soon he will open the door.
F#m7 B7
again)
This Friday night
Do it all again (do it all again)
This Friday night
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
Last
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe [Repeat: x3]
F is for Fake-Believe
[Chorus]
F is for fun
F is for fun
F is for fake-believe
We're
T.F.W.O. [x3]
Totally fucking weirded out
Treason trapping
Animal hide
In the vision of paradise
Two explains your head
Deranged
Time spun web
Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe [Repeat: x3]
F is for Fake-Believe
[Chorus]
F is for fun
F is for fun
F is for fake-believe
We're
One thousand different houses and Munchausen
I'ma make you wanna punch out some f- one
"Ouch, what the f- you hit me for?"
Screamed life as I
she's so afraid of falling in love
She's not afraid of scary movies
She likes the way we kiss in the dark
But she's so afraid of f-f-falling in love
'cause it's sort of, an addiction
Magnetized by the mixing
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator
when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay
Feel me like a fingertip
(F-fingertip, f-fingertip)
Sometimes I fall, I slip
My heartfelt
Yo mutha f***a you were the man a minute ago
Man f**k them niggas, ha ha
f**k them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
f**k them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
f
And every time he leave me 'lone, he always tell me he miss it
He want a F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
F-R-E-A-K (freaky girl)
A-K, A-K, A-K, E-A-K (freaky
Second verse minus the passing chords
Hey hey yeah la la la la
Oh oh la la la la la la la la la la.la la
E / F#m7 / B/ A E F#m7 be A be E
You got
the B to an F
I gave my give a damn the finger, so it got up and left
I quit worrying about people's expectations
And ordered up a six pack
poderes.
TAB
Bb7/Db Bb7/F#
Quiero entender
Bb7/Db Bb7/F#
que es lo que tengo que hacer
Bb7 Bb7/F# Bb7/Db Bb7/F#
con tantos poderes que me
still trying to make him see
In country music
You just can't say the F word
My son Shelton say he's been
Having a hard time
Yea he does great shows but
your rebel flag
You get punched in your faces reppin' the racists
Confederate flag
F-f-f-f-fuck you
Confederate flag
F-fuck you-f-f-fuck you
(B.F.P.O.)
(Army dreamers)
(Mammy's hero)
(B.F.P.O.)
(Mammy's hero)
Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch
[C] You were there in my arms [F] alone in the [C] moonlight
The trees played the waltz of the [G] wind
It was [C] there I knew I`d [F] love you
She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
So f*** her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay
We used
C F C
Like a bird high on the Wing
F C
Clouds in the wind
F E
Like a river I was made to move
F E
She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
So f*** her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay
We used
up
And that last goodbye cloud of dust it's gonna give me
Or does she miss me?
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
Yeah, tonight it's lookin' F
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