Tom: F#
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[Primeira Parte]
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So he drives a cadillac baby
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His belt buckles diamond-plated
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He treats you like a lady, yes he does and
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Tells you you are underrated
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It seems like nothing could go wrong
[Refrão]
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When the levee blo - ows, and the tears fall down your face
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Will it feel the same, I don't know
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When the curtains clo - ose, and you stand in awe alone
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Will your pretty eyes still show
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That you've played this game before
[Segunda Parte]
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So he went to Harvard
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Builds schools down to Guatemala
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Spends every Tuesday night with his mama
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Look I get it, the man's a six-five, blue eyed, American Dalai Lama
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I just want you to be careful
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There's always rocks in the streams,
There's always a stem in your grass
There's always a snag at the seam
Well theres always a ghost in your past
You might think that you can hide
You might think that you can cope
You might bottle it up inside but
Ooooooooh sugar don't
[Refrão]
Same thing as the interlude fade out
When the levee blows
When the levee blows
