A
She was five foot four
With some money on the floor
D
And box that's hidden under her bed
A
I was only twenty two
With a pocket full of truth
D
But I gave her everything that I had
A
We were born and raised in the Golden State
D
Mommy's gone and daddy's doing his best
A
I was brought up great living Section 8
D
Social security's paying the rent
G
D G
The landlord called, she said you gotta go
D G
Little one you just lost your
D G
A
She was five foot four
Getting money on tour
D
But her socks were at the end of my bed
A
Got our names tattooed on each other
D
Just to prove to each other
That we'd do what we said
G
Only took a few days
'Til our minds were made up
D
And we thought we should try it again
A
I was only 17 when we first tried things
D
When she first made me feel like a man
G
D G
Who am I gonna call?
D G
Who's gonna catch me when I
D G
Who's the one you're sleeping with?
C F
Don't just sit in front of me
Am
And wait for me to talk
You can call me up
F
Phone works two ways, you know
C
This time baby
F
And I think that I'll be just fine
Am
I wish I could say the same for you
F
I, yeah I do
A D (x8)
G D (x4)
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