Drops Of Jupiter

Taylor Swift

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Intro 2x: D A Em G
D Now that he's back in the atmosphere
A Em G With drops of Jupiter in his hair, hey, hey
D Walks like summer and talks like rain
A Em G Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
D Since the return from his stay on the moon
A Em G He listens like spring and he talks like June, hey, hey
A E Tell me did you sail across the sun
G Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
D And that heaven is overrated
A E Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
Em One without a permanent scar
G D A Em G (2x) And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
D Now that he's back from that soul vacation
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A Em G Tracing his way through the constellation, hey, hey
D He checks out Mozart while he does tae-bo
A Em G Reminds me that there's a room to grow, hey, hey
D But now that he's back in the atmosphere A Em - once I'm afraid that he might think of me as plain ol' Jane G - once Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land
A E Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
G Did you finally get the chance to dance alone the light of day
D And head back to the Milky Way
A E And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Em Was it everything you wanted to find
G A E G D And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there
A Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
E G D Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
A E Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
Em G The best soy latte that you ever had... and me
A E Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
G Did you finally get the chance to dance alone the light of day
D And head back to the Milky Way
A E Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
Em One without a permanent scar
G And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself
A E G D (2x) na na na na na na na na na na na oh oh
A Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
E G D Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
A E Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
Em G The best soy latte that you ever had... and me
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Composición: Scott Underwood, Jimmy Stafford, Pat Monahan, Charlie Colin y Rob Hotchkiss

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