Intro:
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Baby, oh, my little baby
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I'm no stranger, no-no strange—
Verse 1:
Fm Cm7
She was a stranger, a mysterious soul
Bbm7
I couldn't read her
Db7 C7
She got the eyes of a ghost
Fm Cm7
Too far to walk back to my hotel down in Brooklyn
Bbm7 Db7
Hoping that nobody's looking for me
C7 Fm Cm7
She says she got a boyfriend, but she wants to get a drink
Bbm7 Db7 C7
It's not the weekend and she got a class for Ivy League
Fm Cm7 Bbm7 Db7 C7
She's just a stranger, but it seems as if she doesn't want to be
Chorus:
Fm Cm7
Ooh, tell me what you want
Bbm7
The barista has no patience
Db7 C7
And my parka's in the car
Fm Cm7
Ooh, tell me what you're on
Bbm7
I can tell you're somewherе else
Db7
You're slipping in and out of
C7
In and out of
Post-Chorus:
Fm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Cm7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bbm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Db7 C7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Fm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Cm7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bbm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Db7 C7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Verse 2:
Fm Cm7
Shе says she hopes I'm doing well
Bbm7 Db7
That I'm incredible to see, can't lie
C7
My heart skipped a beat
Fm Cm7
When I saw her through a shrouded veil
Bbm7 Db7 C7
But she like a wolf in sheep's wool, she tryna play it cool
Fm Cm7
As if we go way back as friends, she tryna make some sort of sense
Bbm7 Db7 C7
Why the hell we in this parking lot talking 'bout things we never did
Fm
Throwback to my busboy days
Cm7
Back when I had a 40 hour week, and a xxxxshow pay
Bbm7
Lay off on the weekends
Db7
Swam so far but everybody tweaking
C7
I just wanna sleep all day
Chorus:
Fm Cm7
Ooh, tell me what you want
Bbm7
The barista has no patience
Db7 C7
And my parka's in the car
Fm Cm7
Ooh, tell me what you're on
Bbm7
I can tell you're somewherе else
Db7
You're slipping in and out of
C7
In and out of
Post-Chorus:
Fm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Cm7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bbm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Db7 C7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Fm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Cm7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bbm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Db7 C7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bridge:
Fm Eb
Confident in my life
Cm7
Eyes glued to my body
Bbm7
Said she's sorry for the fall out
Db7 C7
I've been on xans and testing molly
Fm Eb
Maybe this time I might fade
Cm7
Falling to former ways
Bbm7 Db7 C7
Somebody, tell somebody I'm not capable of change
Verse 3:
Fm Eb Cm7
She from Manhattan but I smell the cat from down in staten
Bbm7 Db7
She want the 7 figure package
C7
I'm not finished packing
Fm7 Cm7
I used to think I didn't want to chase the bag
Bbm7 Db7 C7
But a sell out with no soul is akin to what I had
Fm7 Eb
xxxxing this xxxxx, met on the internet
Cm7
She xxxxxxx xxxx, no one I ever met
Bbm7
My money big, my attitude feminine
Db7 C7
Call me a xxxxx 'cause I smell like cinnamon
Fm7 Eb
But I've been working harder in silence
Cm7
Half of these people never seen violence
Bbm7 Db7
Half of the xxxx that I say is timeless, and rhymeless
C7
And I've been out of-
Fm
… xxxx
Chorus:
Fm Cm7
Ooh, tell me what you want
Bbm7
The barista has no patience
Db7 C7
And my parka's in the car
Fm Cm7
Ooh, tell me what you're on
Bbm7
I can tell you're somewherе else
Db7
You're slipping in and out of
C7
In and out of
Post-Chorus:
Fm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Cm7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bbm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Db7 C7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Fm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Cm7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Bbm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Db7 C7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Outro:
Ebm7
Baby, oh, my little baby
F#M7
I'm no stranger, no-no strange—
