Verse 1:
      F                    Gm
So it went like this, I finished work
           Bbmaj7
And then I drove home xxxxxx, oh God, what's worse
               F                      Gm         Bbmaj7
Than when your xxxx's all twisted, everything's off (Uh)
     F                    Gm
So I hit the joint and now I'm feeling better
      Bbmaj7
And I strip down south 'cause I'm the naked neighbor
       F                    Gm           Bbmaj7
It's a choice or am I cursed? It's a toss up

Pre-chorus:
           F               Gm
Sometimes I get on my knees
           Bbmaj7
Pray to God, the birds, and the bees
             F                 Gm            Bbmaj7
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
                    F                    Gm
And through my nightgown there's a breeze
               Bbmaj7
And out the window, through the trees
                  F
I see it and it's striking
          Gm            Bbmaj7
It's a bowling alley party I forgot about

Chorus:
            F                Gm
But I got my creams on and my gown on
      Bbmaj7                                 F
And I don't think anyone cares if I go or not
                     Gm            Bbmaj7
So wrong to think everyone loves me?
                                         F
But doesn't need to be around me all the time
   Gm      Bbmaj7
(Oh, oh, oh)
                                                         F
But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda sounds nice
   Gm      Bbmaj7
(Oh, oh, oh)
And I'm invited, so I'll go there tonight

Verse 2:
     F                Gm
So I get up fast, hate to keep 'em waiting
        Bbmaj7
Party's not fun yet cause I'm too busy praying
         F             Gm         Bbmaj7
God, I'm so happy to be rushing off, mm
     F                    Gm
So I walk in hot, oh great, nobody noticed
       Bbmaj7                                         F
'Til I hit that strike, then everybody noticed me (uh huh)
     Gm
Everybody loves a winner
Bbmaj7
Who's gonna tell them I'm a lucky beginner

Pre-chorus:
 F               Gm
I get on my knees
           Bbmaj7
Pray to God, the birds, and the bees
           F                 Gm            Bbmaj7
Do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
                  F                   Gm
And from the front door comes a breeze
               Bbmaj7
And out the window, through the trees
                  F
I see it and it's frightening
          Gm            Bbmaj7
It's a candle in my room, forgot to blow it out

Chorus:
            F               Gm
But I got my jeans on and my crown on
        Bbmaj7                                  F
And the whole place totally cares if I go or not
                     Gm            Bbmaj7
So wrong to think everyone loves me?
                                      F
And they need to be around me all the time
   Gm      Bbmaj7
(Oh, oh, oh)
                                                     F
But I'll be honest, yeah, the nightgown kinda sounds nice
   Gm      Bbmaj7
(Oh, oh, oh)
I take the trophy and I Irish goodbye

Interlude:
F   Gm  Bbmaj7
Oooooooh (Say it ain't so, I love to go home)
F   Gm  Bbmaj7
Oooooooh (Say it ain't so, I love to go)

Chorus:
              F                Gm
Cause I got my creams on and my gown on
      Bbmaj7                                     F
And I don't think anyone cares if I'm home or not
                     Gm            Bbmaj7
So wrong to think everyone loves me?
                                       F
It doesn't need to be about me all the time
   Gm      Bbmaj7
(Oh, oh, oh)
                                                       F
But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda felt nice
   Gm      Bbmaj7
(Oh, oh, oh)
I turn the light on and I stare at the prize
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