Tongue Tied

Am        Am

[Verse 1]
Am                   Am
  My boy is mad hot,   one touch I'm
 shell-shocked,
Am                        Am
  makes my heart foxtrot, non-stop;
                           E       
could ‘ve been a one night stand, 
                        E
oh man, could ‘ve been a passing 
thing,
              E                    
just a little boom boom bang vut we
                   E*
 keep going again, going again, oh!

[Verse 2]
Am                          Am
  This heat, it won’t stop,   he 
makes me jackpot,
Am                      
  my eyes are blood-shot, 
  Am
dumb-struck.
                          E      
Think we’ve got a perfect ten, oh 
                       E
man, and every bit of luck we can
              E                    
'cos I got my ace in hand, can we 
  E*
go round again, round again?

[Bridge]
     Dm           Dm              
This must be love   ‘cos every 
                 Am
night our words are tongue-tied up;
Am                           
  pillow-talk just sounds like 
  E                    E
double dutch like we drank too much.
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      E              N.C.
Yeah, once we touch,   words come 
out like …

[Chorus] (Scatting/Gibberish)
Am        Am        Am        Am
E         E         E         E

[Verse 3]
Am                        Am
  I scoop that ice cream,   he licks
 the plate clean,
Am                       
 no time just more please, 
  Am
striptease.
                      E            
Wanna another helping hand, oh man,
              E
 polish every room we can.
               E                 
Yeah, we gotta do the damn thing, 
              E*
keep ya mama coming again, oh, 
coming again.

[Bridge]
     Dm           Dm              
This must be love   'cos every 
                 Am
night our words are tongue-tied up;
Am                           
  pillow talk just sounds like 
  E                    E
double dutch like we drank too much.
      E              N.C.
Yeah, once we touch,   words come 
out like …

[Chorus] (Scatting/Gibberish)
Am        Am        Am        Am
E         E         E         E

[Verse 4]
Am                            Am
  Oh dang, money in the bank, every 
time he walka my way yeah,
Am                                
   that thing standin' in the 
  Am
rain, that'll drive a woman insane 
yeah.
F7                      F7
  My finger's followin'   a tattoo 
of angel wings,
     E7                            
this devil starts to grin 'cos I'm 
    E7*
his favourite kinda sin.

[Bridge]
     Dm                            
This must be love ‘cos every night 
              Am
our words are tongue-tied up;
                             E
pillow talk just sounds like double 
dutch like we drank too much.
      E              N.C.
Yeah, once we touch,   words come 
out like …

[Chorus] (Scatting/Gibberish)
Am        Am        Am        Am
E         E         E         E