Golden Girl Lyrics

(drum beat)
VRS I
#11
She peels an orange for us in the morning
#11
She woke me up to give me half
M7
I can hear the children talk of ballin'
M7
Like wildcats running on the grass, hey
#11
You're a girl on this island, I'm a boy from America
#11 M7
My flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwards
M7
I won't be going backwards
HORUS
#11
You're my golden girl
N.C. Ab7#11
You're the one I've chosen girl
M7
You're 24k, you make it bright when it's grey
#11
You're my golden girl
N.C. Ab7#11
The sun has been kind to you
M7
You're 24k (Girl)
M7
But the sky's never grey (Never grey)
VRS II
#11
Silent moments, meditative poses
#11
You break my focus, you make me laugh
M7
Two mopeds racing through the forest
M7
Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path
#11
I'm my best on this island, I'm a mess in America
#11 M7
My flight left last night, but I know I'm not going back home, yeah
M7
I'm not going back home, no
HORUS
#11
You're my golden girl
N.C. Ab7#11
You're the one I've chosen girl
M7
You're 24k, you make it bright when it's grey
#11
You're my golden girl
N.C. Ab7#11
The sun has been kind to you
M7
You're 24k (Girl)
M7
But the sky's never grey (Never grey)
RI
If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven still?
If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heaven
M7
I'mma stay right here with you
M7 #11
Til the hurricane comes, 'til the tsunami comes, I've found my girl
HORUS
N.C. Ab7#11
You're the one I've chosen girl
M7
You're 24k, you make it bright when it's grey
#11
You're my golden girl
N.C. Ab7#11
The sun has been kind to you
M7
You're 24k (Girl)
M7
But the sky's never grey (Never grey)
RP VRS
N.C C7#11
Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L
#11
And that's for the females that can't spell, but
#11
Thanks for f**king with me
#11
You turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleach
M7
You see, I want you to know that
M7
My negatives at home aren't working for my Kodak
M7
So that means that I don't want to go back
M7
Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that
#11
Hand of yours, girl I'm a wreck in America
#11
Your face is the best cause it's the same color as the lace on my neck
C7#11 N.C. C7#11 N.C. C7#11
And you're golden, uh, your eyes open, f**k it
#11
Let's toast and listen to Michael Bolton
M7
I free-fall off the hill again
M7
Let's see where I land, I'm like Gilligan
M7
Um, I trust you, Golden, for what? ?
M7
I'm just hopin' that you don't turn my neck green.
N.C.