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Ah Mary Grace Potter and the Nocturnal s A A/D A A/D A A/D She's skilled at the art of deception and she knows it A A/D A A/D A A/D She's got dirty money that she plays with all the time\ D D/C D D/C D D/C D D/C She waters the garden but maybe she just likes the hoses A A/D A A/D A A/D She puts herself just a notch above humankind
CAh maryG/B She'll makeA you cookies AThen she'll burn your town CAh mary AG/Bshes ashes buAt she won't fall down She's thGe beat of my Dheart She's the shot of aA gun She'll Gbe the end of Dme And maybe everAyone A A/D A A/D A A/D Call her a bully she'll blow up your whole damn playground A A/D A A/D A A/D Pour her a drink and watch it go straight to her head D D/C D D/C D D/C D D/C She'll take you so high up and cover her eyes as you fall down A A/D A A/D A A/D Then in the morning don't be surprised if you're dead CAh maryG/B She'll makeA you cookies AThen she'll burn your town CAh mary AG/Bshes ashes buAt she won't fall down She's thGe beat of my Dheart She's the shot of aA gun She'll Gbe the end of Dme And maybe everAyone She's thGe beat of my Dheart She's the shot of aA gun She'll Gbe the end of Dme And maybe everAyone G D A Repeat for lead Ah mary, mary mary She's the beat of my heart She's the shot of a gun She'll Gbe the end of Dme And maybe everAyone