The Leeve

Intro: Verso 1: So he drives a cadillac baby His belt buckles diamond-plated He treats you like a lady, yes he does and Tells you you are underrated It seems like nothing could go wrong When the levee blo - ows, and the tears fall down your face Will it feel the same, I don't know When the curtains clo - ose, and you stand in awe alone Will your pretty eyes still show That you've played this game before Verso 2: So he went to Harvard Builds schools down to Guatemala Spends every Tuesday night with his mama Look I get it, the man's a six-five, blue eyed, American Dalai Lama I just want you to be careful E|----------------------------------------------------------------| B|----------------------------------------------------------------| G|-------------------------2h4-2p0--------------------------------| D|---------2-------------2---------2------------------------------| A|-----2h4---2h4-----2h4------------------------------------------| E|-0-0-----------0-0----------------------------------------------| There's always rocks in the streams, There's always a stem in your grass There's always a snag at the seam Well theres always a ghost in your past You might think that you can hide You might think that you can cope You might bottle it up inside but Ooooooooh sugar don't Refrão Same thing as the interlude fade out When the levee blows When the levee blows