Cheap Shots

INTRO:
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G Am Em C

VERSE:
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There's some scars in my heart from
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 this knife in my back and you
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So Im'a tryna ease the pain in my 
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brain with this 90 proof
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You left the whole town talkin' 
            Am
'bout the line I'm walkin'
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But they don't know the truth

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I get off at eight
   Am
My day ain't been great
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But I tell you what I'm gonna do


CHORUS:
                G         Am
I'ma take some cheap shots
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I'm just plastic cups, sippin' 
           C
straight whiskety, no mixing
       G        Am
Don't need rocks

           Em
Well just send 'em on over
      C
Aint leavin' here sober

           G        Am
There's a sweet spot
      Em  N.C.
With just enough drink where I ain't
 gotta think

            G       Am
So let the drip drop
       Em             C
'Cause I ain't gonna stop

                     G         Am 
Well I'ma take some cheap shots
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                     G         Am
Yeah I'ma take some cheap shots

     Em
Hey Mason
               C
Tell 'em what happened Chase

Uh


VERSE;
            G                    
I caught a slick left hook when I 
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made my way to the door,  uh
         G                         
Hell it caught me by surprise made 
    Am                      Em
my drink spill and hit the floor
    C
Oh Lord

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And then I turned around to your new
Am
 found crowd
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With my eyes turning black and blue

            G
And he was standing there laughing
   Am
I knew it had to happen
N.C.                           C
'Cause he's a bitch just like you


VERSE:
                  G        Am
And I can take a cheap shot
      Em                       
So I drug him out back, started 
  C
whoopin' his ass
        G         Am
In the parking lot

         Em                     
And the gravel kept flying and I 
  C
heard your ass cry
         G         Am
Yelling please stop

       Em                       C
But I just kept going, had the cell 
phones rolling
          G             Am
'Til his ass was rocked

          Em                     C
Hell you might as well call the cops

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'Cause we can take some cheap shots
Am    Em
  whoo
C                 G        Am  Em C
Yeah we can take cheap sho-ots


BDA K:
         Am                Bm     
Well my side chick came today to 
       C   C
pay my bill
         Am                      
She was there the whole time you 
Bm                    C  D
put my heart through hell


CHORUS:
                        G
Know we gone take some cheap shots
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Ohhh with them plastic cups, 
              C
sippin' straight whiskety, no mixing
       G               Am
Don't need rocks (ro-o-o-o-ocks)

      Em                     C
Just send 'em on over, aint leavin' 
here sober

           G        Am
There's a sweet spot (yeah)

 Em                        C
Just enough drink and the way she 
says my name
       G     Am
Ain't she hot (yeah)
       Em                     C
She's everything that you're not

N.C.           G
And she likes cheap shots
Am                Em
Hell yeah she does

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Oh yes she likes cheap sho-ots
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