She says she (F#5)met me on the tour; she keeps knock ing on my door; (Esus2)she won’t leave me, leave me a lone.

This (F#5)girl, she would n’t stop.

Al most had to call the cops.

(Esus2)She was schem ing, Ooh, she was wrong.

(Esus2)’Cause she want (F#m)ed all my at ten tion,

(so she was drag (E)ging my name through the dirt.)

No.

(E)She was dy (F#m)ing for my af fec tion,

but she got mad (E)’cause I did n’t give it to her.

I’m talk ing to you: Ma (F#m)ri a,

why you wan na do (E)me like that?

(That ain’t my ba by, that ain’t my girl.) Ma (F#m)ri a,

why you wan na play (E)me like that?

(She ain’t my ba by, she ain’t my girl.

’Cause she (F#m)talk in’ in, and she needs to quit ’cause I’m nev er here, so I know (E)she’s not mine.

(That ain’t my ba by, that ain’t my girl.) ’Cause she (F#m)wild in’ out.

What she talk in’ ’bout?

Wan na tell you now, this girl, (E)she’s not mine.

(She ain’t my ba by, she ain’t my girl.) Now she’s (F#5)in the mag a zines, on T V mak ing a scene.

(Esus2)Oh, she’s cra zy, cra zy in love.

(Esus2)And she’s all (F#5)o ver the news, say ing ev ’ry thing but the truth.

She’s fak ing, fak ing it all.

(Esus2)’Cause she want (F#m)ed all my at ten tion,

(so she was drag (E)ging my name through the dirt.)

No.

(E)She was dy (F#m)ing for my af fec tion,

but she got mad (E)’cause I did n’t give it to her.

I’m talk ing to you: Ma (F#m)ri a,

why you wan na do (E)me like that?

(That ain’t my ba by, that ain’t my girl.) Ma (F#m)ri a,

why you wan na play (E)me like that?

(She ain’t my ba by, she ain’t my girl.

’Cause she (F#m)talk in’ in, and she needs to quit ’cause I’m nev er here, so I know (E)she’s not mine.

(That ain’t my ba by, that ain’t my girl.) ’Cause she (F#m)wild in’ out.

What she talk in’ ’bout?

Wan na tell you now, this girl, (E)she’s not mine.

(She ain’t my ba by, she ain’t my girl.) Now she’s (F#5)in the mag a zines, on T V mak ing a scene.

(Esus2)Oh, she’s cra zy, cra zy in love.

(Esus2)And she’s all (F#5)o ver the news, say ing ev ’ry thing but the truth.

She’s fak ing, fak ing it all.

(Esus2)’Cause she want she ain’t my girl.) And

why are you try,

try ing to lie, girl, when I ain’t ev er met (C#m)you at all?

Say your good bye.

How could ya?

You do this, you post this, you fool this, se duce this.

Ma she ain’t my girl.)

(That ain’t my ba by, that ain’t my girl.)

(She ain’t my ba by, she ain’t my girl.)

(That ain’t my ba by, that ain’t my girl.)

(She ain’t my ba by.) She’s not my girl.)