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D7 RIFF : [D Sweet as the smell of success, [G] her body's warm and wet. [Em] She [Dgets me thru this God awful loneliness, [G] a nat'ral high butterfly[Em]. Oh, I, I need[C G], [Am]need her. [D7 RIFF] [D Just like a willow tree, [G] a breath of spring you see. [Em] And, oh boy[D, you don't know what she do to me, [G] she makes me sweat and forget who I [Em]am. I [C]need, [G]need, [Am]need, [G]need[F her. Well I was [C]wond'ring how long[F E this could [Am]go on, on and [Don. Well I [G]thought I could [Em]never be surprised[D7sus4], [D But could it [C]be that I[F E bit my [Am]own tongue. [D [G]It's so hard to [Em]swallow when you're wrong[D7sus4 D. [D7 RIFF] [D A bird of paradise, [G] the sunrise in her eyes. [Em] [DGod only knows such a sweet surprise, [G] I was blind, she blew my mind[Em]. Think that I, I love[C], [G]love, [Am]love, [G]love, [Flove her. I love her, I love her, I love her, I love her. [F Repeat and fade.