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Tabbed by: Zirkle

Tuning: Standard
Capo: 1st Fret


She says

G                  C9
"Look baby I'm a rock star" Grabs my old guitar

C9                  G      
Playin' it upside down Dancin' around in front of our tv

G                     C9
I can't see the ballgame So I just wave my lighter and say
            
G            
Yeah, rock on baby I'd rather watch you anyway

-Pre-Chorus-

           Em7
But when you're done can I come backstage
  
  D/F#
And get you to sign your name

        C9      
On that zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin'

  D/F#
I'll never wash that thing again

-Chorus-

  C9
Yeah 

G
And she's my kinda crazy

  D/F#
The little games she plays

         C9            
Lord they'll never get old 

          D/F#
She's too cute to get on my last nerve

         G                                Em7
The way she throws her little fits pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss

  D/F#
There ain't a fight that she can't win

          C9       D/F#
That's my baby and she's my kinda crazy

-Verse 2-

  G                        C9
You ought to see her in my pickup she's gotta have that radio up

  G                     C9
Bless her heart, she can't sit still head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield

-Pre-Chorus-

  Em7                         D/F#
Says, C'mon baby let me drive

  C
Now honey it's a stick shift

  D/F#
Remember what you did last time
Oh...

-Chorus-


  C9
Yeah 

And she's my kinda crazy

  D/F#
The little games she plays

         C9            
Lord they'll never get old 

          D/F#
She's too cute to get on my last nerve

         G                                Em7
The way she throws her little fits pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss

  D/F#
There ain't a fight that she can't win

          C9       D/F#
That's my baby and she's my kinda crazy

-Verse 2-

  G                        C9
You ought to see her in my pickup she's gotta have that radio up

  G                     C9
Bless her heart, she can't sit still head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield

-Chorus-


  C9
Yeah 

G
And she's my kinda crazy

  D/F#
The little games she plays

         C9            
Lord they'll never get old 

          D/F#
She's too cute to get on my last nerve

         G                                Em7
The way she throws her little fits pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss

  D/F#
There ain't a fight that she can't win

          C9       D/F#
That's my baby and she's my kinda crazy


-Bridge-

  C9               D/F#
She never lets me rest she keeps me up all night 

  C9               D/F#
She'll roll me off the bed steal the covers off my side

  C9                          D/F#
But I hear wake up sleepy head and I open up my eyes

  C9                   D/F#
And it's all worth the while

Chorus one last time then play G, Cadd9 twice for outro
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