Taco Truck x VB

Hay 2 versiones de esta canción. Tocá una para verla.

Intro
| Em  D | C     |
| Em  D | C  Am |

Verse 1
Em      D                     C
 Met my boyfriend down at the taco truck
Em          D                 C               Am
 Pass me my vape, I'm feeling sick, I need to take a puff
Em          D           C
 Imagine if we actually gave a fuck
Em             D               C              Am
 Wouldn't that be something to talk about for us?
  Em           D                   C
Caribbean blue in sweater weather, I'm falling into you
Em                D                   C           Am
Although it seems I've gotten better, I can be violent too

Verse 2
Em
 That's why they call me Lanita
D
 When I get down like bonita
Bm                             A
 Don't come find me in Reseda, I'll go crazy
Em
 Ready my gold chain, says, "Lanita"
D                                 Bm
 When I'm violent, it's Carlito's Way
                                    A
Blood on my feet on the street, I'm dancin' crazy

Verse 3
 G
Spin it till you whip it into a cream, baby
D
Print it to black and white pages don't phase me
Bm
Before you talk, let me stop what you're saying
A       N.C.
I know, I know, I know that you hate me

Instrumental
| G    | D    | Bm   | A    |
| Em   | D    | Bm   | A    |
| Em   | D    | Bm   | A    |
| G    | D    | C    | B7   |

Bridge
Em                 B
Honey, I got up so early
                         Em
And then, I got into the shower
                                                     B
I was just able to go back to sleep for a hour and a half
                   Em
So that rocked, um, anyway (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
F                 Am    G     Em  F
 I had this dream where, um, aha, I don't know
Am                  G
(Soundin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss)

Verse 4
Em                           F
 You heard my baby's back in town now
Am                     G
 You should come, come over
Em                 F
 We'll be hanging around now
Am                     G
 You should come, come over
Em                 F
 Back, back to the garden
              Am                     G
We're getting high now because we're older
Em                 F
 Me myself, I like diamonds
Am                    G
 Oh baby, crimson and clover

Chorus
Em                  F
 Oh god, I miss you on my lips (I do, I do)
Am                    G
 It's me, your little Venice Bitch
Em                     F
 On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Am                 G
 Callin' out, bang bang, kiss kiss

Refrain
Em  F
(Ah, shatter)
Am                 G
 Calling out, bang bang, kiss kiss
Em            F
(Ah, yeah, ah, shatter)
Am                  G
 Soundin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss (Yeah, yeah)

Verse 5
Em           F
 Back in the garden
              Am                     G
We're getting high now because we're older
Em                 F
 Me myself, I like diamonds
Am                     G
 But baby, crimson and clover
Em                  F
Wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever
Am              G
Everything, whatever
Em                  F
Wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever
Am               G
Everything's whatever

Chorus
Em                  F
 Oh God, I miss you on my lips (I do, I do)
Am                    G
 It's me, your little Venice bitch (Yes, it is)
Em                     F
 On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Am                 G
 Callin' out, bang bang, kiss kiss

Refrain
Em  F
(Ah, shatter)
Am                 G
 Calling out, bang bang, kiss kiss
Em            F
(Ah, yeah, ah, shatter)
Am                  G
 Soundin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss (Yeah, yeah)

Outro
Em              F                       Am              G
 If you weren't mine (Get high), I'd be jealous of your love (Drop acid)
Em              F                        Am              G
 If you weren't mine (Never die), I'd be jealous of your love (Not tonight, Lake Placid)
Em              F            Am              G
 If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love
Em              F            Am              G
 If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love
Em              F
 If you weren't mine (Oh, God, I miss you on my lips)
       Am              G
I'd be jealous of your love (It's me, your little Venice bitch)
Em              F
 If you weren't mine (On the stoop with the neighborhood kids)
       Am              G
I'd be jealous of your love (Callin' out, bang bang, kiss kiss)
Em    F   Am                 G
 Hmm, hmm (Callin' out, bang bang, kiss kiss)
Em    F   Am                  G
 Hmm, hmm (Soundin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss)
Em    F         Am    G
 Hmm, hmm (Yeah)
| Em  | F    | Am   | G    | Am   |