[Verse 1]
C N.C.
There was a wayward lad, stepped out one morning
C N.C.
The ground to be his bed, the sky his awning
[Verse 2]
C F
Neon, neon, neon
G C
G blue neon lamp in a midnight country field
F
Cows surround so you lean on, lean on
G C
So much your hugs become hold ons
[Chorus 1]
C Csus2 C5
Oh these three worn words
Dm
Oh oh-oh-oh, that we whisper
G G/F Em
Like the rubbing hands of tourists in Verona
N.C. (Riff-1)
I just want to love you in my own language
(Riff-1)
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[Verse 3]
Em D C
Well that smell of sex, good like burning wood
Am G C
The wayward lad lay claim
Em D C
To two thirsty girls from Hornsea
Am G C
Who left a note when morning came
[Bridge]
Em D C
Girls from the pool say 'hi' (hi)
Am G C
The road erodes at five feet per year along England's east coastline
Em D C
Was this your first time?
Am G C
Love is just a button we pressed last night by the campfire
[Chorus 2]
C Csus2 C5
Oh these three worn words
Dm
Oh oh-oh-oh, that we whisper
G G/F Em
Like the rubbing hands of tourists in Verona
N.C. (Riff-1)
I just want to love you in my own language
[Outro]
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