Dijon - Skin

You're dr^Gessing like a Sunday m^A7orning And your e^Dyes look like, little islands in the light ^GHazel and light green^A7 On white sheets^D

You're ^Ggrinning like a Friday n^A7ight And you're smi^Dling like, you know wha^A7t you like I think I ^Gdo know you we^A7ll I know you wel^Dl ^{Dmaj7 D7}

We come alive in the eve^Gmaj7ning With heat and wet ski^Dmaj7n And our bodies are tos^Gmaj7sed and turned Tangled up in^D it ^{Dmaj7 D7}

I come alive when you te^Gmaj7ase me^{G Gmaj7} With heat and wet sk^Dmaj7in ^D7 Flesh and bo^Gmaj7ne tur^Gne^Gmaj7d ^G Flesh and bo^Dmaj7ne turned The we^A7ight of you close to me

You ho^Gld me like a prized pos^A7session That's c^Dlose Our ^D7bodies, unfurl li^A7ke smo^Gke We tw^A7ist and we curl like s^Dmoke^{Dmaj7 D7}

^GFever out ^A7 We're ^Dmaj7burning ^D7now

Holler out^{G A7}We holler out 'til hollowed o^Dut

We come alive in the e^Gmaj7vening^{G Gmaj7} With heat and wet s^Dmaj7kin And our bodies are to^Gmaj7ssed a^Gnd^Gmaj7 turne^Gd Tangled up in it^{Dmaj7 D7}

I come alive when you teas^Gmaj7e me ^{G Gmaj7} With heat and wet sk^Dmaj7in Flesh and b^Gone t^Gmaj7urned Flesh and b^Done ^Dmaj7turned The ^D7weight of you in the ^Gevenin^Gmaj7g Your wet sk^Dmaj7in ^D7 Our bodies are to^Gmaj7ssed a^Gnd^Gmaj7 turned Tangled up in i^Dmaj7t I come alive when you te^Gase^Gmaj7 me With heat a^Dnd wet skin ^D7

Your b^Gody^Gmaj7's clos^Ge ^Gmaj7 And your b^Dody's^Dmaj7 close ^D7 The ^A7weight of you ^{G7 Gmaj7 G}