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[Verse 1]
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Crushing strawberries one by one
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Watching the juice drip down
Am                    C
Two and a half months ahead of schedule
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The leaves on the trees are turning brown
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We got ready for winter, as the sun rose up in the sky
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There was something almost soothing in the hard to define
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Note of terror in your eye

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[Verse 2]
Am                        C
Watching the strawberries lose their shape
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As the wind blew through the elm tree
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The wind was far too cold for the middle of april
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And you reached out your hand to me
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It was good to feel your hand in mine
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It was good to know you felt the pull too
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I scooped up a palmful of strawberry pulp
    E                    Am
And smeared it all over you


[Otro]
Dm                    Am
The wild strawberries drove me on
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As I lapped them up off of your skin
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And I could feel your basal body temperature rise
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As the cold came in
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