Intro: F I like Waka Flocka Am I like Dragon Ball F I like King Krule Am And I like applesauce F Bb I like a lot of things A And I think I'm pretty cool Am F Bb A But nothing's cooler than just being you -Hey- Verse 1: F Gm As I talk to myself in my room, I can't help but to smile babe F Gm Cause I finally feel like myself, I ain't felt that in a while babe F Gm I don't know who she is, where she from, all I know is that she fine babe F Gm And I think I'm in love with someone, that I've made up in my mind babe -Aw yeah!- Chorus: F Dm Gm7 C She's a bad mama jama, straight up out of Indiana, got that perfect little twang when she talk F Dm Gm C And her attitude's Atlanta, girl is driving me bananas, got that perfect little swang when she walk F Dm That girl is mighty fine, I wish that I could make her mine Gm C I'll be waking up soon, I'm always running out of time F That girl that's in my dreams Dm How perfect could she be Gm7 C And what are the odds that she would fall in love with me F Oh yeah Post-Chorus: F Gm Oh she's sweet as applesauce C Yeah she sweet as sugar cane Gm And I don't even know her name Verse 2: F Really only ever been an inconvenience -to who?- Spent a whole lotta time feeling decent -poor you!- Gm Hard times happen for a reason -they do!- Someone wake me up, swear I'm dreaming -it's true- F Grass stains on her blue jeans -grass stains- White stripes on a table in a movie Gm Uma dancin, 45 moving full speed Too good to be true, coulda fooled me F And as I pass through the door frame See you there, curly hair, girl I'm so amazed Fm Gm So assured, that the feeling goes both ways Could be wrong, and then we could go our own way F And I can't help but to see her Little dress, all the girls want to be her Gm Lookin fine as I watch from the bleachers All I know is Chorus: F Dm Gm7 C She's a bad mama jama, straight up out of Indiana, got that perfect little twang when she talk F Dm Gm C And her attitude's Atlanta, girl is driving me bananas, got that perfect little swang when she walk F Dm That girl is mighty fine, I wish that I could make her mine Gm C I'll be waking up soon, I'm always running out of time F That girl that's in my dreams Dm7 How perfect could she be Gm7 C7 C And what are the odds that she would fall in love with me F Oh yeah Outro: Gm7 Yeah, oh she's sweet, yeah she's so sweet, yes she is F Oh yeah Gm F Oh she's sweet like Applesauce, oh yeah
