Apple

[Intro] C  Dm  G7

[Estribillo]
                 C            Dm7
Oh, I'd rather be  kissing in Summer
                  G7
Somewhere in the sand
         C                  C
In your apartment on the weekends
           Dm                      
Lift up my dress to see where 
  G7
you've been
              N.C                   
  C
That's what I want and that's where 
I am
            Dm7                   
Bite off an apple right from your 
G7
fridge
              C                    
Come here and taste it right off my
 C
 lips
            Dm              G7    
Spill your emotions into my hands,
               C
 That's what I want

[Primera Parte]

C Dm7               G7      C
I smell like a rose,  can I have you
 in doses?
C     Dm                G7      
No, I don't wanna fight,  but I will
C
 if you like
C       Dm7              G7     
I don't swim, I just dive,  
             C
right into those blue-green eyes
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C     Dm                G7       
No, I don't wanna fight,  I just,
C                 C
  I just wanna be

[Estribillo]

           Dm7                     
Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the
 G7
 sand
         C                  C
In your apartment on the weekends
           Dm                      
Lift up my dress to see where 
  G7
you've been
              N.C                   
  C
That's what I want and that's where 
I am
            Dm7                   
Bite off an apple right from your 
G7
fridge
              C                    
Come here and taste it right off my
 C
 lips
            Dm              G7    
Spill your emotions into my hands,
               C
 That's what I want

[Segunda Parte]

                      G7
And da da da da da da
                 C                 
The shine in our eyes, this love is
 C
 blind
Dm               G7              
Let's not decide whether we're 
      C
too far gone

'Cause I'd rather be

[Estribillo]

C          Dm7                   
Kissing in Summer, somewhere in 
   G7
the sand
         C                  C
In your apartment on the weekends
           Dm                      
Lift up my dress to see where 
  G7
you've been
That's what I want and that's where 
  C
I am
            Dm7                   
Bite off an apple right from your 
G7
fridge
              C                    
Come here and taste it right off my
 C
 lips
            Dm              G7    
Spill your emotions into my hands,
               C
 That's what I want

C         Dm7   G7
Oh oh, oh,    oh   oh  da-da-dumn
C
That's what I
C             Dm    G7          
Dum da-da-dum,   oh     That's 
      C
what I