George Strait - Rock paper scissors

^DmRock^F, paper, ^Gscissors^F Sittin' on the ^Dmtable^F in the ^Gkitchen^F That's all he's ^Dmgot ^Fleft since she got ^Ggone^F It goes ^Dmhand-in-hand with the ^Fmemory of doing her ^G7wrong

She slipped that ^Gri_^Fing off her ^Dmfinger Slapped that ^Cin^Gk on a goodb^Dmye note She cut his ^Ffa_^Gace outta every ^Dmpicture Lost his last ^Cname but won the ^G7game of

^DmRock^F, paper, ^Gscissors^F Bouncing on the ^Dmtable as he ^Fpounds it double-^Gfisted^F He's blowing up her ^Dmphone but it ain't ^Fgonna change a ^Gthing^F 'Cause there ^Dmain't gonna be no ^Fbest two out of ^G7three

She slipped that ^Gri_^Fing off her ^Dmfinger Slapped that ^Cin^Gk on a goodb^Dmye note She cut his ^Ffa_^Gace outta every ^Dmpicture Lost his last ^Cname but won the ^Ggame

When she ^Dmfound him passed out on couch With ^Dmlipstick on his cheek There was ^Dmnothing left but take a breath Dm N.C. And one, two, three

She slipped that ^Gri_^Fing off her ^Dmfinger Slapped that ^Cin^Gk on a goodb^Dmye note She cut his ^Ffa_^Gace outta every ^Dmpicture Lost his last ^Cname but won the ^Ggame of

^DmRock^F, paper, ^Gscissors^F Sittin' on the ^Dmtable^F in the ^Gkitchen^F Yeah ^{Dm F G F Dm F G7}