Masters in China Lyrics

Pattern:
You've always been bashful,
You're just that way.
But your eyes are like billboards;
They give you away.
Your mouth is a trumpet.
Somebody else plays.
Long after the note's gone,
The tone usually stays.
And your chest's a fine pillow,
With lining of feather.
Your hair is a family,
The strands stick together.
Your fingers are keys from
The grandest piano.
Played by a mind that
The Lord only knows.
The tongue of an angel
Floats in red wine saliva.
Your teeth rival porcelain
Made by masters in China.
Your face can't be captured
By pictures or words and
Your voice is a music
That I've never heard.
And your skin is a cream dipped
Out beyond measure.
Your nose is a peak never
Touched by the weather.
Your fingers are keys from
The grandest piano,
Played by a soul that
The Lord only knows.
Oooh ooh ooh-oooh
Oooh ooh oooh-ooh.
Oooh-ooh oooh-oooh. (Repeat "oohs" four times)
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this is my first chords based on what she played on Youtube.
Good luck with your practicing!
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