Аккорды Taylor Swift - I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

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[Verse 1]
D    E           B
 The smoke cloud billows out his mouth
        D             E               B
 Like a freight train through a small town
     D             E               B          D           E       B
 The jokes that he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud

[Chorus]
D     E                  F#m         D
 They shake their heads, saying "God help her"
        E         F#m     D    N.C.
 When I tell them he's my man
         D     E            F#m            D
 But your good lord doesn't need to lift a finger
       E           F#m      D    N.C.
 I can fix him, no really I can
D    E      F#m
 And only I can

[Verse 2]
D    E        B                            D        E         B
 The dopamine races through his brain on a six lane Texas highway
D    E        B                                 D             E     B
 His hand, so calloused from his pistol, softly traces hearts on my face
D            E             B
 And I could see it from a mile away
           D           E            B
 A perfect case for my certain skillset
D         E           B
 He had a halo of the highest grade
    D           E      B
 He just hadn't met me yet

[Chorus]
D     E                  F#m         D
 They shake their heads, saying "God help her"
        E         F#m     D    N.C.
 When I tell them he's my man
         D     E            F#m            D
 But your good lord doesn't need to lift a finger
       E           F#m      D    N.C.
 I can fix him, no really I can
D    E      F#m
 And only I can

[Bridge]
 D    E    F#m    E
 Good boy, that's right
 D    E           F#m N.C.                        D E   F#m E
 Come close, I'll show you heaven if you'll be an angel all night
           D E   F#m         N.C.           D E F#m
 Trust me, I can handle me a dangerous man
N.C.
 No, really, I can

[Chorus]
D     E                  F#m         D
 They shook their heads, saying "God help her"
        E         F#m     D   N.C.
 When I told them he's my man
         D     E           F#m            D
 But your good lord didn't need to lift a finger
       E           F#m      D   N.C.
 I can fix him, no really I can
D      E        F#m
 Whoa, maybe, I can't
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