Bleach Blonde Baby taby ukulele według Poppy

Verse:

A
My eyelashes are seven feet long, people stop, they stop and stare
A                                         F#m                          D
They wanna know if I got 'em glued on but I woke up and they were there
A
I was born with make up on, mani-pedi and everything
A                               F#m              D
Normal babies whine and cry but I could only sing


Pre-chorus:

F#m                                 D
You don't even know what to do with me
F#m                           D          E
I came from your cotton candy dreams, oh


Chorus:

A                                                 F#m
I'm softer than a daisy, if you cut me I'll bleed pink
                   D            Aaug            A
I'm bleach blonde, baby, that's how God made me
A
Not everyone was born this perfect
                            F#m
But, it's just my burden to bear
                   D            Aaug           A
I'm bleach blonde, baby, that's how God made me


Verse:

A
Say my name three times and I will grant your every wish
A                                  F#m                 D
Think of me before you sleep and taste my angel's kiss
A
One day my face will be on a million dollar bill
A                        F#m                       D
Being flawless everyday, well, that's my only skill


Pre-chorus:

F#m                                 D
You don't even know what to do with me
F#m                           D          E
I came from your cotton candy dreams, oh


Chorus:

A                                                 F#m
I'm softer than a daisy, if you cut me I'll bleed pink
                   D            Aaug            A
I'm bleach blonde, baby, that's how God made me
A
Not everyone was born this perfect
                            F#m
But, it's just my burden to bear
                   D            Aaug           A
I'm bleach blonde, baby, that's how God made me


Bridge:

F#m             A      Bm   C#m
They say maybe she was born with it
F#m                A      Bm C#m
They say how could she be so legit
F#m             A      Bm   C#m
They say maybe she was born with it
F#m            A     E
Well it's true, I was


Final chorus:

B                       E                         G#m
I'm softer than a daisy, if you cut me I'll bleed pink
                   E            F#             B
I'm bleach blonde, baby, that's how God made me
B                                 E
Not everyone was born this perfect
          F#                G#m
But, it's just my burden to bear
    F#             E            F#             B
I'm bleach blonde, baby, that's how God made me