'Blurred Lines (Robin Thicke)' by Pharrell Williams - Guitar Tutorial
Gtp chords: Blurred Lines (Robin Thicke)
Song lyrics:
Intro: G
Everybody get up.
Instrumental: G | G | G | G
D
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey,
D D/C D/H D/A
Hey, hey, hey.
G
If you can’t hear what I’m tryna say,
If you can’t read from the same page,
D
Maybe I’m going deaf,
Maybe I’m going blind,
D D/C D/H D/A
Maybe I’m out of my mind.
G
Okay, now, he was close,
Tried to domesticate you.
But you’re an animal;
Baby, it’s in your nature.
D
Just let me liberate you.
You don’t need no papers.
That man is not your maker.
D/C D/H D/A G
And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl.
Chorus:
G
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
D
You’re a good girl.
Can’t let it get past me.
You’re far from plastic.
D/C D/H
Talk about getting blasted.
D/A G
I hate these blurred lines.
G
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
D
But you’re a good girl.
The way you grab me,
Must wanna get nasty.
D/C D/H D/A
Go ahead, get at me.
G
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on?
What do we need steam for?
D
You’re the hottest bitch in this place.
I feel so lucky.
You wanna hug me.
| D D/C D/H D/A
What rhymes with "hug me"?
G
Okay, now, he was close,
Tried to domesticate you.
But you’re an animal;
Baby, it’s in your nature.
D
Just let me liberate you.
You don’t need no papers.
That man is not your maker.
D/C D/H D/A G
And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl.
Chorus:
G
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
D
You’re a good girl.
Can’t let it get past me.
You’re far from plastic.
Talk about getting blasted.
G
I hate these blurred lines.
G
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
D
But you’re a good girl.
The way you grab me,
Must wanna get nasty.
D/C D/H D/A
Go ahead, get at me.
G
One thing I ask of you:
Let me be the one you back that ass into, yo,
From Malibu to Caribou.
Yeah, had a bitch but she ain’t bad as you.
D
So, hit me up when you’re passing through.
I’ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two.
Swag on, even when you dress casual.
D/C D/H D/A
I mean it’s not almost unbearable.
G
Then, honey, you’re not there when I
Come across that bitch; you pass me by.
Nothing like your last guy; he too square for you.
He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair like that.
D
So I jail watch, hand wave
For you to salute, but you didn't pick.
Not many women can refuse this pimpin’.
D/C D/H D/A
I’m a nice guy, but you get it if you get with me.
G
Shake the vibe,
Get down,
Get up.
D
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt.
What you doing like word?
| D D/C D/H D/A
Hey!
G
Baby, can you breathe?
I got this from Jamaica.
It always works for me,
Dakota to Dakata.
D
No more pretending,
’Cause now you’re winning.
Here’s our beginning.
D/C D/H D/A G
I always wanted a good girl.
Chorus:
G
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
D
You’re a good girl.
Can’t let it get past me.
You’re far from plastic.
D/C D/H
Talk about getting blasted.
D/A G
I hate these blurred lines.
G
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
I know you want it.
D
But you’re a good girl.
The way you grab me,
Must wanna get nasty.
D/C D/H D/A
Go ahead, get at me.
G
Everybody get up.
Everybody get up.
D
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey…
Instrumental: D D/C D/H D/A | G