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Sweet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Take a chance on something star you gotta
All the live long day
If I had toname one thing you think data
Be hard pressed to say
You can’t say I’m gushy,
Atleast you know what I think I know that I’m lucky, I know you’re on the brink
You got it good good good,
You got it good so good
You make up ridiculous words which mean exactly nothing
I know just what you mean and that’s the funny thingIt’s understood,
It’s understood
Buddy buddy buddy I know why you wander
Through the sweetness on the ground
The sweetness of the flowers
You make yourway on a cloudy day
You’ve got to move
The world you prove is too sweet, yeah
We parted much too soon I know but that’s how it goes
There’s someone better outthere for you and me
Can’t wait to get on the road and feel the shows
And belike phenomenon number 1 and 2 and 3
I don’t mean to brag, I don’t mean to boast
But I am the guy that could give you the most
It’s good good good, It’sunderstood
Buddy buddy buddy I know why you wander
Through the sweetness on theground
The sweetness of the flowers
You make your way on a cloudy day
You’ve gotto move
The world you prove is too sweet, yeah

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Sweet (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Tell it like it is

He gets up real early on his mornin’ drive
Down to the office for his 9 to 5
He drives a 94′ two tone economy car
Loves to tell the local bands down at the bar
That he’s the critic, yeah I can hook you up
I know everybody in the business

He flunked junior high band he couldn’t march in time
He tried to write a song once, but he couldn’t make it rhyme
He learned 2 or 3 chords on a pawn shop guitar
He just never quite had what it took to be a star
So he’s a critic I work for the gazette man
I got a real job

He did a 5 star column on a band you never heard
He did a bluegrass review without an unkind word
He thought it was time to ask his boss for a raise
His boss said I can’t even tell if anybody’s even readin’ your page
yeah

So he thought and he thought a little more
He caught a young hot star headed into town
Then he hid behind his typewriter and gunned the boy down
Here come the letters, the emails, the he faxes
They raised him to 20 thousand dollars after taxes
He’s a happy critic yeah
He’s rollin’ in the dough
Man I could do this forever
This is easy
They’re all readin’ my column
Please don’t tell my mama
That I write the music column for the gazette
She still thinks, that I play piano down at the cathouse

Let’s get funky with this now boys
Play it on
Come on Shannon
There’s ol’ Bill jumpin’ in
Glenn’s layin’ it down
Come on Shannon
Aah My man Steve
Man my fingers are gettin’ tired Ya’ll gonna have to hurry
This snappin’ thing wearin’ me out
Theres ol Shannon guess he was on a coffee break
They’re gonna love you cause they already love me
Yeah It’s the critic

Sweet (Letra)

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Sunshine takes me
To a place where
I’m living free

Something in your eyes
Is telling me
This is where i want to be

But i never thought it would be
So

Sweet, sweet, sweet
The way you make me feel

Funny
How it just gets
Sweeter and sweeter
Day by day
It’s sweet how
You just get funnier to me
In every way
But i never thought it would be
So

Sweet, sweet, sweet
The way you make me feel
Sweet, sweet, sweet
I can’t believe you’re real

It’s so rare
To find someone
Who
Brings on the sunshine the way you do
You’re so

Sweet, sweet, sweet
The way you make me feel
Sweet, sweet, sweet
I can’t believe you’re real