Capo 2
Am
Oh Blah-di-blah blah, blah-di blah blah blah
C
Comin' out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Am
Zip your lips like a padlock (yeah)
C
And meet me in the back with a jack at the jukebox
Am
I don't really care where you live at (no!)
C G
Just turn around, boy, let me hit that
Am
Don't be a little bitch with your chit-chat
C
Just show me where your dick's at
Am
Mu-mu-mu-music's up
C G Dm
Listen, hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
Am
So just shush
C G
Baby, shut up, heard enough
Dm
Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
Am
Blah blah blah
G
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Am
Nah nah nah
G
Not in the back of my
Em
Car-ar-ar
C
If you keep talkin' that
Am C G Dm Em
Blah blah blah blah (blah)
PLAY THIS CHORDS TILL THE END
Boy, come on, get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glovebox
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Wanna dance with no pants on (holla!)
Meet me in the back with the jack at the jukebox
Just cut to the chase, kid,
'Cause I know you don't care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked, and you're wasted
Mu-mu-mu-music's up
Listen, hot stuff, I'm in love with this song
So just shush
Baby, shut up, heard enough
Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)
3OH!3:
You be delaying, you always sayin' some shit
You say I'm playing, I'm never layin' the bitch
Saying blah, blah, blah
'Cause I don't care who you are
In this bar, it only matters who I is
Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)
Blah blah blah
Think you'll be gettin' this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talkin' that
Blah blah blah blah (blah)
Oh
Blah blah blah
Stop talking!
Stop ta-ta-ta-talkin' that
