Where Nobody Knows

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[A]                With your hands in the air, you look like a girl,

                At the fair with the bubbly eyes.

                Stood and watched you, pulling at a rock,

                But the rock don't compromise.

                Come up to me and say,

                "Why are you so skinny and pretty for a boy"?

                Said, "Thanks for the insult and compliment,

                you'll never forget my face no more".

[E]                I can hardly reach you,
                And I [D]know it's getting harder to be you,
                So I'll be [A]drivin' you where nobody knows.
                The [E]city I could take you,
                It would [D]take a little second to break you,
                So I'll be [A]droppin' where nobody knows.

                Yeah, I'll be droppin' you where nobody knows.

[A]                Lookin' pretty clean, sitting on a swing,

                That don't mean a thing at all.

                The heels of my feet 's a barkin' like a pack of dogs,

                Sickin' on a crow in this hall.

                Taken for your word, taken for a ride,

                Taken for the evening dead or alive.

                Warming up the car, packin' us some powder to play.

[E]                I can hardly reach you,
                And I [D]know it's getting harder to be you,
                So I'll be [A]drivin' you where nobody knows.
                The [E]city I could take you,
                It would [D]take a little second to break you,
                So I'll be [A]droppin you where nobody knows.

                Yeah, I'll be drivin' you where nobody knows....Jessica!

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[A]                Head like a stone, stone like a rock,

                Clogging up your nose again.

                Papa is a searchin', Devil is a knockin',
                Juice swimming up my skin, here it goes now. [E]                [A]