You Should Do This For A Living

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[Verse 1]
          C         F
Play us a song, girl
                    F      C
You've been looking mighty sad
              G
Well, yes, sir, I guess there's just been
        F             C
This whole thing with my dad
                                 F          C
Let's come along, girl, won't you listen to me?
       G                        F   C
I know all the ins and outs of this industry
        C    F   Em    F
And he takes me by the hand
                     G             C F C
And he does what he likes because he can


[Verse 2]
C                     C/G    Em    F
They don't teach you this at school
         F             C/G                   F   C
That you don't have to go back with him to his room
   C        C/G     Em     F
Oh, music, it will set you free
    F    G                  F C/G
But good God girl, it's a mission
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       F                               Em     F
And he turns up the reverb even though I said no
                  G
Says, "You gotta grow thicker skin, girl
             F          C/G
If you wanna handle the blows"
C  C/G            Em F
I can't afford therapy
        F           G          F      C/G
With the money they pay us to sing songs


[Chorus]
      F          C
I can handle the heat
      F          C
I can handle the heat
      F          C
I can handle the heat
    F          C/G
But get out my kitchen
      F          C
I can handle the heat
      F          C
I can handle the heat
      F          C
I can handle the heat
    F          C/G
But get out my kitchen
F         C
 I can handle the heat (I can handle the heat)
F         C
 I can handle the heat (I can handle the heat)
F         C
 I can handle the heat (Oh)
   F           C/G
But get out my kitchen


[Verse 3]

C                     C/G    Em    F
They don't teach you this at school
         F             C/G                   F   C
That you don't have to go back with him to his room
   C        C/G     Em     F
Oh, music, it will set you free
    F    G                  F C/G
But good God man, get permission
C  C/G            Em F
I can't afford therapy
        F           G          F      C/G
With the money they pay us to sing songs for free
   C   C/G             Em  F
So I let him walk all over me
F            G             F     C/G
Never again, girl, just to sing songs