Capo on 1st fret
E
You've always been bashful, you're just that way
cis
But your eyes are like billboards, they give you away
E
Your mouth is a trumpet, somebody else plays
cis
Long after the notes gone, the tone usually stays
A
And your chest a fine pillow, with lining of feather
B
Your hair is a family, with strands stick together
A
Fingers are keys from the grandest piano,
B
played by a line that the Lord only knew
E
A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva
cis
Your teeth ravel porcelain, made by masters in China
E
Your face can't be captured by pictures or words
cis
And your voice is a music that I've never heard
A
And your skin is a cream, dipped out beyond measure
B
Your nose is a pink color touched by the weather
A
Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano
B
Played by a soul that the Lord only knew
E cis A B E
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