Dijon - Skin

You're dr^Cessing like a Sunday m^Dorning And your e^Gyes look like, little islands in the light ^CHazel and light green^D On white sheets^{Gmaj7 G}

You're ^Cgrinning like a Friday n^Dight And you're smi^Gling like, you know wha^Dt you like I think I ^Cdo know you we^Dll I know you wel^Gmaj7l ^G

We come alive in the eve^Cmaj7ning With heat and wet ski^Gmaj7n And our bodies are tos^Cmaj7sed and turned Tangled up in it^Gmaj7

I come alive when you te^Cmaj7ase me With heat and wet sk^Gmaj7in Flesh and bo^Cmaj7ne turned Flesh and bo^Gmaj7ne turned The we^Dight of you close to me

You ho^Emld me like a prized pos^Dsession That's c^Glose Our bodies, unfurl li^Dke smo^Cke We tw^Dist and we curl like s^Gmaj7moke ^G

^EmFever out ^D We're burning ^Gnow Holler out^{C D}We holler out 'til hollowed ^Gout

We come alive in the e^Cmaj7vening With heat and wet s^Gmaj7kin And our bodies are to^Cmaj7ssed and turned Tangled up in it^{Gmaj7 G}

I come alive when you teas^Cmaj7e me With heat and wet sk^Gmaj7in Flesh and b^Cone turned Flesh and b^Gone turned The weight of you in the e^Cvening Your wet sk^Gmaj7in ^G Our bodies are to^Cssed and turned Tangled up in i^Gt I come alive when you te^Case me With heat a^Gnd wet skin ^D

Your b^Cody's close And your b^Gody's close The weight of you ^{C G}