The blu est (F#m7)skies don’t (Bm7)seem so (D)blue,

and the stars (F#m7)seem to be a lit tle (Bm7)dim mer, (D)too.

Now that you’re (F#m7)a round, you put ’em all to (D)shame.

(C#m)Let me break it (Cdim7)down ’cause what I’m (Bm7)try ing to (D)say

is: No one gets me like you when (D)you kiss me.

Girl, you rock (F#m7)me hard er than some (Bm7)down town (D)band.

I thought I knew (F#m7)what love was, but I (Bm7)did n’t have a (D)clue.

I’ve (A)nev er found (F#m7)an y thing that makes (Bm7)me feel like (D)I do a bout you.

Got a whole (F#m7)new di rec tion it (Bm7)seems these (D)days.

I used to rush off (F#m7)to work and (Bm7)get home (D)late.

But now I show (F#m7)up late and (Bm7)rush back (D)home.

My pri (C#m)or i ties are (Cdim7)dif f’rent: I can’t (Bm7)leave you a (D)lone.

(Bm7)me feel like (D)I do a bout you.

Girl, if you (C#m)ev er get to (Cdim7)guess ing if I’m (Bm7)think ing ’bout (D)you,

just re mem ber that no one gets me like you when (D)you kiss me.

Girl, you rock (F#m7)me hard er than some (Bm7)down town band.

I thought I knew (F#m7)what love was, but I (Bm7)did n’t have a (D)clue.

I’ve (A)nev er found (F#m7)an y thing that makes (Bm7)me feel like (D)I do a bout you, (F#m7)you.

You,

oh, you.