Vacation Bible School. taby ukulele według Ayesha Erotica

(Verse)

Eb                                       F                      Gm  
Sometimes I wonder if you still wanna fuck me
Cm                           F       Gm
Like you said on AIM in '08 (totally)
Eb                            F                Gm
Bible study, we were buddy, buddy
Cm                                                           F
Then you said that we should fornicate (like, yeah)

           Eb                 F                            Gm               
In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
           Cm                                                             F
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
            Eb                  F                   Gm
And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees
Cm                                                                F
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound

              Eb                                    F
And like every other shitty love story
                           Cm             Gm           F
You came and went, and just like that
             Eb        
And I tried to call you desperately
         F                 Cm              Gm            F
But boy, you didn't add me back, yeah


(Bridge)

                   Eb                                    F                   Gm 
And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in
                         Eb
You're still the boy that I'd pick
              F                 Cm          Eb
In a line up of, like 30 hot guys
                                 F              Gm
Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet
                             Eb
Your lips are probably wet
                    F                          (Silence)
With the lies of our relationship


(Chorus)

Gm                                   F                   Eb 
Now it's fine because I'm a whore
             Cm                                    F                  Gm
And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but
Eb                              F                               Gm
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
                                                                                 F
I thought we were cool, (I thought we were cool)
                               Eb                (F, Gm - Cm, F, Gm)
In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (vacation bible school)
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)
In vacation bible school


(And go like that for the rest of the song, im too lazy to put the chords on all the lyrics but im gonna put the rest of the lyrics anyways, but it’s pretty much is the same that what i did wrote, and some parts repeat so…)



Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is above me
Making sure we meet again (but, when?)
And then when I saw you at our local mall, you
You walked right by me with your friends (what a dick, literally)
In my gross Ugg boots, in your scene-king suit
Let your white studded belt hit the ground
And my hair stayed teased as I'm on my knees
Shut the Porta-Potty door and not a sound
And like every other shitty love story
You came and went, and just like that
And I tried to call you desperately
But boy, you didn't add me back, yeah
And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick
In a line up of, like 30 hot guys
Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet
Your lips are probably wet
With the lies of our relationship
Well, it's fine because I'm a whore
And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool
In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)
In vacation...
And one day, I get to blame myself for this
I can blame it on selfishness
That you never really wanted my love
And someday, God will make you pay for this
I just wanted faithfulness
But you never really wanted my love (my love, my love)
(Or my backdoor)
And baby I know, I know whatever city you're in
You're still the boy that I'd pick
In a line up of, like 30 hot guys
Your eyes are so, so pretty I bet
Your lips are probably wet
With the lies of our relationship
Well, it's fine because I'm a whore
And, I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs, but
Sometimes I stay inside and wonder why
I thought we were cool, I thought we were cool
In vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh
Vacation bible school, bible school, ooh (in vacation bible school)
In vacation bible school
Bible school, bible school
Bible school, bible school
Bible school, bible school
Bible school