Intro - p.m. - G C x2

first verse with palm mute like intro

GTen pounds too much to the naked eye
CI don't take the bus because she drives
GWatermelon lipstick, and way too much
CShe got buttermilk smile and a thorny touch
GStreet smart, like a Courtney Love
CCan't get enough Hollywood stories of
GAnybody famous that can make her feel
CLike they're all kinda friends in a way

Open chords

GNo best friend, well one but she's crazy
CGrew up to end up a Professor of lazy
GThe last of six kids that all left town
CSeems nobody ever wanted them around
GBut she's cool like a soda can sittin' on ice
CAlways orders sushi, only eats the rice
GTalks about J Lo like they're best of friends
CI think she loves me, but it all depends

Am Hey baby, I don'Gt wanna Embe your Superman
Am I just wanna be Gyour manEm and I'll be super, baby
You'Amll be standin' in the Gsun shine
I'llEm be standin' right here in the rainAm
You save meG and I will save the day

p.m. - G C x2

Open chords

GI got a sweet gig rakin' in the cash with karaoke
CI get the crowd goin' when I sing the hokey pokey
GI shake it to the
Cleft and then I shake it to the right
GWhat's not to love, man I'm on tonight
CI got the LA stylie with the New York trim
GKeep my pants so low
CIt's like I'm goin' for a swim
GI got the Coppertone tan, like in Mexico
CWell, not now but when I go, yeah

Palm mute this verse

GI know you don't see me like a movie star
CAnd it can't help much that I don't have no car
GBut you're my favorite thing, by far
CThat's gotta count for something