Intro:
C                         F
I’ll braid your hair then xxxx you on your dad’s old sofa
C               G     Am
Idolize you, my Sofia Coppola
C                     F
I like my steak rare, my girls like supernovas
C                             Am
I’ll tie cherry knots with my tongue ‘till I’m number -ah-

Verse 1:
C                    Am
Cherry soda’s sweet, but you’re sweeter baby
C
Yeah, you’re heating me up
G
I mean who could blame me?
C
Maybe we could cool down
G                      G
We could go downtown, I could take you around, yeah
C                             Am
And I like the sound of that, can you like the sound of...

Pre-Chorus:
C                           Am
Pick ‘em ripe off the vine, red and tender
C                          G                          F       Am
Eat ‘em off of your thighs ‘till I make you sing like my -my- Fender
C                           Am
Pick ‘еm ripe off the vine, rеd and tender
C                          G                          F      Am
Eat ‘em off of your thighs ‘till I make you sing like my -my Fender-
Am
-Baby I’ll make you sing-

Chorus:
C                         Am
I’ll braid your hair then xxxx you on your dad’s old sofa
C            G        F
Idolize you, my Sofia Coppola
C                     Am
I like my steak rare, my girls like supernovas
F                             G
I’ll tie cherry knots with my tongue ‘till I’m number one

Bridge:
C              F
You taste like cherries and I love it, baby
C              F
You taste like spring and I love it, baby
C              F
You taste like cherries and I love it, baby
C                                        G
You make me feel like spring so come on, please, just be my baby

Pre-Chorus:
C                           Am
Pick ‘em ripe off the vine, red and tender
C                          G                          F       Am
Eat ‘em off of your thighs ‘till I make you sing like my -my- Fender
Am
-Baby I'll make you sing-

Chorus:
C                         Am
I’ll braid your hair then xxxx you on your dad’s old sofa
C               G     F
Idolize you, my Sofia Coppola
C                     Am
I like my steak rare, my girls like supernovas
F                             G                           C
I’ll tie cherry knots with my tongue ‘till I’m number one