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Текст песни с аккордами

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[Intro]

Ab G Cm Fm
Ab G Cm Fm

[Chorus]
Ab                            G
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon
           Ab                            G
Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah


[Verse 1]
Ab                            G
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon
       Ab                                   G
I got problems with my spending, all these horses in my engine
      Cm                          Fm
Doing eighty in a thirty, but I'm never in a hurry
           Ab                        G
Screaming, "La-di-da-di-da-di, all I wanna do is party"
         Cm                                  Fm
Drinkin' bottles of Moscato, takin' pictures with a model
        Ab                              G
Stayin' up until the morning, wish that I was more discerning
      Cm                                               Fm
Goin' wild like coyote, where's the water? Something's burnin', yeah


[Chorus]
Ab                            G
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon
           Ab                            G
Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah


[Verse 2]
Ab               G                         Cm
   Blow out the blunt smoke, sound of the shotgun
           Fm                      Ab
I wanted smoke so I went out and I got some
Ab           G                      Cm
Live in dog years and I feel twenty-six
              Fm                     Ab
Yeah, I'm old bitch but I learn new tricks
Ab            G                          Cm
Better learn quick or end up like green bricks
                  Fm                                 Ab
You say you smoke real trees, they look like little sticks
Ab              G                          Cm      Fm
We don't smoke trees, we smoke tree sized dicks, uhhhh

[Chorus]
Ab                            G
Seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon
           Ab                            G
Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven, yeah, I'll never go to heaven
           Cm                            Fm
I've been smokin' since eleven, told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

[Outro]

Bb C Dm
Bb C Dm F
Bb C Dm
Bb C Dm F


Bb             C                    Dm                           Bb
  I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado, interior gas station McDonald's
Bb         C                      Dm                F                     Bb
I left my cell phone dead at the house, I see the stars when the sun goes down
Bb         C                       Dm                            F                               Bb
Somebody's making money off of my problems, the way that you're talking, you'd better wear a condom
Bb       C                    Dm                 C                     Bb
I smell cowards and sons of a bitch, everything quick all smells like shit
Bb             C                    Dm                           Bb
  I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado, interior gas station McDonald's
Bb         C                      Dm               C                       F
I left my cell phone dead at the house, I see the stars when the sun goes down		
    

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