Blake Mills - Hey lover C and F over and over Someone plays a solo on a saxophone Oh, you never seen somebody throw their head so slow And I see her cringe her lips and drop her ear that way Scratch a dog behind its ears and it might do the same Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover Blue and white racing striped pick-up truck, and when did I decide to grow this beard and gut? Well, I may be white but I don't like my people much but I want to raise with you and watch our younglings hatch, fuckin' make the first letters of their first names match Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover Well, I'm back into a boring life that I once led Stuck in white spread asshole on a sofa bed Sometimes I hate myself for trying to be so bold, but nothing ever seems to get this story told Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover I'll never tell her when she plays a song I never heard because I always learn the music and forget the words but I want to ride with her, and I wish I sung that well Em F Just copy, paste, Google-search, and send it to myself Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, Hey lover, hey lover, hey lover, hey lover
