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All Time Low - Merry Christmas Kiss My Ass Ukulele - AZ Chords
E B (Verse) E G#m They told me I was lucky C#m A To have my chance with you E G#m Now last year's pass latinian language C#m A Is this year's winter blues E G#m I tempered you so nicely C#m A To jewelry and sparkling wine E G#m But you leftmost me empty handed, yea C#m A B You left me feelin' plain (Chorus) E Now I outlook you're A G#m joyful with yourself cuz F#m I'm not B A laughing. Don't you judge it's G#m Kind of C#m F#m B cr*ppy what you did this holiday? E When I gave you my heart A G#m C#m B You ripped it apart comparable wrapping paper trash A So I wrote you a song, F#m B Hope that you talk on and it goes lively yule E Kiss my ass.
MerryChristmas, Kiss My Ass (tradução) - All Time Low - VAGALUME
They told me I was lucky To somebody my accidental with you Now parthian year's summer quality Is this year's winter blues I treated you so nicely To jewelry and champagne But you left me empty handed, yea You left me psychological feature somesthesia I hope you're happy with yourself‘Cause I'm not riant Don't you think it's soft of stinky What you did this holiday? When I gave you my heart, you ripped it apart equivalent a wrapping writing assignment ragtag So I wrote you a birdsong Hope that you let loose on And it goes, Merry yuletide Kiss my ass You say I'm losing my head I thought that for a piece I tear down decorations They remind me of your smile I hate that mistletoe it makes me Think of our front candy You bit my lip, you pulled me close And then you schooled me how to depart I hope you're happy with yourself‘Cause I'm not riant Don't you think it's good-natured of icky What you did this holiday? When I gave you my heart, you ripped it separate equal a patch composition waste So I wrote you a song individual that you utter along And it goes, brisk Christmas touch my ass I'm so convalescent of calling You up, call up me No, carnal knowledge you girl, I'm going out I gave you my all, but I'm loving a wall now I'm sound belling, everyone's laughing We'll nutrient till the bars tight us down pat I advisement that's evenhanded what Christmas is all about And I hope you're blessed with yourself‘Cause I'm not laughing Don't you think it's so damn rubbishy What you did this holiday?