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I wanna come [E]home to roses
[F#m]And dirty little [C#m]notes on Post-it’s[D]
And when my [A]hair starts turning [E]grey
He’ll say I’m [F#m]like a fine wine , [E]better with [A]age.
I guess I learned it [E]from my parents[F#m]
That true [C#m]love starts with friendship[D]
A kiss on the [A]forehead, a date [E]night
Fake an [F#m]apology [E]after a [D]fight
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I need a [E]girl
Who’s lovely and [A]kind
I'll gets out of the [E]car and holds the [D]door
I wanna slow [E]dance
In the living room [A]like
We’re 18 at [C#m]senior prom and [D]grow old with [E]someone
Who makes me feel [A]young
I need a [E]girl who loves me
[D]Like my [E]mother loves my [A]dad