Katie Melua - My aphrodisiac is you

^DSome pe^D7ople say ^Gthat oyster's ma^Gmke you come on strong, But I don't ^Dbuy it; I don'^A7t believe ^Dmy^G d^Die^A7t turns me on. ^D Won't tak^D7e no pills, that'^Gs the last thin^Gmg that I need to do, I can't ^Ddeny it^A7, My aphrodisi^Dac ^Gis y^Dou.^D7

^G Alright^Gm, I could sniff some^D powdered rhino horn, And ^F#go to ^Bmbed in rubber gloves. But I don't ^Gneed no sti^Gmmulation, Potions, balms or embarkation, ^DI'm ^Gin ^Dlove, ^Aaug in other words:

^D Don'^D7t smoke n^Go grass o^Gmr opium from old Hong Kong, That h^Dubble bubble just^A7 makes me see ^Dyo^Gu ^Ddou^A7ble, All night long. ^D Don't^D7 waste my^G time with Span^Gmish fly and roots to chew, They cau^Dse me tro^A7uble, Because my ap^Dhrod^Gisi^Dac ^D7is you.

^D S^D7ome ^Gpeople like to ^Gmread the Khama Sutra first, But I don't ^Dneed it, I^A7 think if I should r^Dea^Gd ^Dit^A7 I'd be worse! ^D Do^D7n't ask ^Gme why, 'Cause ba^Gmby, I ain't got a clue. ^DI just conc^A7ede it, my aphrodisi^D7ac is^G7 you^Gm. ^D