The Worlds Best Kisser

      E            G#m        Bm         C#         A
The world's best kisser is a girl who believes in nothing
      B              A         A          B
She wears a lot of black and isn't very trusting
          E            G#m        Bm     Bdim
And the world's best kisser is a girl I know
                Bm             A
And since I've met her, I'm a metronome
    B             A                B    A
I clack away and wait until we're all alone
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If I could disappear into her failures for a time
      F#m              A             B
I'd grease the creaky hinges in her mind
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Repaint the flaky walls with my belief
     A                C#m         B
Then I could turn my girl into a leaf
  E           G#m           Bm
Happy blowing by on summer wind
     Bm                 A              G#m          B7
For now she throws her arms around me like an evil twin
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And puts her crooked fingers in my mouth
      C#m               B              A
And writes me lines of code without a mouse
              F#m           A                B
While I make angels in the snow outside her house


[Chorus]
  F#m        A        B
Girl, what turns you on?
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     E          G#m           A
The pages of a book on the elliptical?
  F#m        A        B
Girl, what turns you on?
 E              G#m             A
Say before your lips become predictable


[Verse]
    E           G#m           Bm
If gravity can make a star combust
       C#              A                C#m             G#
Then maybe it's what makes me full of longing, full of lust
     C#m           B                    A
I'm orbiting your waist throughout the day
     B            C#m       A
So maybe love is orbital decay
     E                  G#m          Bm
My heart's a-flame with atmospheric drag
           F#m        E                 B
As I'm an astronaut about to plant my flag


[Chorus]
             F#m        A        B
So tell me, girl, what turns you on?
     E          G#m           A
The pages of a book on the elliptical?
  F#m        A        B
Girl, what turns you on?
 E              G#m             A
Say before your lips become predictable


[Bridge]
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Magic isn't magic if it lasts
         A6              B6            Bsus4        C#         A
Let the record show you turn me from a solid to a liquid to a gas
                 B6            C#7
Exhibit A, your honor, run it back
     F#m              B6           N.C.
And how do you have everything I lack?


[Chorus]
            F#m        A        B
Well, baby-girl, what turns you on?
     E          G#m           A
The pages of a book on the elliptical?
  F#m        A        B
Girl, what turns you on?
 E              G#m             A
Say before your lips become predictable

F#m        A        B
Girl, what turns you on?
     E          G#m           A
The pages of a book on the elliptical?
  F#m        A        B
Girl, what turns you on?
 E              G#m             A
Say before your lips become predictable