Robin Thicke —
Blurred Lines

Acordes de guitarra

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© Acordes transcritos por: Antón Gavzov // el jefe del proyecto (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 120 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams
feat. T.I. and Pharrell

Intro: A

Everybody get up.

Instrumental: A | A | A | A

             E
   Hey, hey, hey,
   Hey, hey, hey,
                  E E/D E/C# E/B
   Hey, hey, hey.

A
If you can’t hear what I’m tryna say,
If you can’t read from the same page,
E
Maybe I’m going deaf,
Maybe I’m going blind,
                     E E/D E/C# E/B
Maybe I’m out of my mind.

 A
   Okay, now, he was close,
   Tried to domesticate you.
   But you’re an animal;
   Baby, it’s in your nature.
 E
   Just let me liberate you.
   You don’t need no papers.
   That man is not your maker.
       E/D        E/C#     E/B    A
   And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl.

Chorus:
     A
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
              E
     You’re a good girl.
     Can’t let it get past me.
     You’re far from plastic.
           E/D          E/C#
     Talk about getting blasted.
       E/B        A
     I hate these blurred lines.

     A
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
                  E
     But you’re a good girl.
     The way you grab me,
     Must wanna get nasty.
         E/D       E/C# E/B
     Go ahead, get at me.

A
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on?
What do we need steam for?
                                 E
You’re the hottest bitch in this place.
I feel so lucky.
You wanna hug me.
                          | E E/D E/C# E/B
What rhymes with "hug me"?

 A
   Okay, now, he was close,
   Tried to domesticate you.
   But you’re an animal;
   Baby, it’s in your nature.
 E
   Just let me liberate you.
   You don’t need no papers.
   That man is not your maker.
       E/D        E/C#     E/B    A
   And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl.

Chorus:
     A
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
              E
     You’re a good girl.
     Can’t let it get past me.
     You’re far from plastic.
     Talk about getting blasted.
                  A
     I hate these blurred lines.

     A
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
                  E
     But you’re a good girl.
     The way you grab me,
     Must wanna get nasty.
         E/D       E/C#   E/B
     Go ahead, get at me.

A
One thing I ask of you:
Let me be the one you back that ass into, yo,
From Malibu to Caribou.
Yeah, had a bitch but she ain’t bad as you.
  E
So, hit me up when you’re passing through.
I’ll give you something big
Enough to tear your ass in two.
Swag on, even when you dress casual.
            E/D          E/C# E/B
I mean it’s not almost unbearable.
    A
Then, honey, you’re not there when I
Come across that bitch; you pass me by.
Nothing like your last guy;
He too square for you.
He don’t smack that ass
And pull your hair like that.
    E
So I jail watch, hand wave
For you to salute, but you didn't pick.
Not many women can refuse this pimpin’.
I’m a nice guy,
E/D               E/C#    E/B
But you get it if you get with me.

A
Shake the vibe,
Get down,
Get up.
              E
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt.
What you doing like word?
     | E E/D E/C# E/B
Hey!

 A
   Baby, can you breathe?
   I got this from Jamaica.
   It always works for me,
   Dakota to Dakata.
 E
   No more pretending,
   ’Cause now you’re winning.
   Here’s our beginning.
     E/D    E/C# E/B A
   I always wanted a good girl.

Chorus:
     A
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
              E
     You’re a good girl.
     Can’t let it get past me.
     You’re far from plastic.
           E/D          E/C#
     Talk about getting blasted.
       E/B        A
     I hate these blurred lines.

     A
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
     I know you want it.
                  E
     But you’re a good girl.
     The way you grab me,
     Must wanna get nasty.
         E/D       E/C#   E/B
     Go ahead, get at me.

A
Everybody get up.
Everybody get up.
          E
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey…

Instrumental: E E/D E/C# E/B | A