Twang - Two lovers

Two l^Govers stop for kisses on a w^Call She a^Dsked him, Never leave me ^CHe tells her that he won't But the b^Goy is young and foolish and knows it a^Cll And he p^Duts it about when he goes out ^CStories they get told ^{G C}

And st^Dories, yeah stor^Cies get told... It's in his na^Gture, his misbehaviour,^C and misdemeanours ^DThe boy ain't no genius, he ke^Ceps her on her toes It's in his na^Gture, his misbehaviour,^C and misdemeanours ^DThe boy ain't no genius, he ke^Ceps her on her toes

And these lov^Gers trip and stumble down the r^Coad And o^Dn the grass they fumble round, like a flo^Cwer their love grows And ^Gby the flower grows a weed ^Cand not the kind you smoke It ra^Dises up its ugly head, our lo^Cvers are in a chokehold ^{G C} Two lov^Ders, two lov^Cers in a hold...

It's in his na^Gture, his misbehaviour,^C and misdemeanours ^DThe boy ain't no genius, he ke^Ceps her on her toes It's in his na^Gture, his misbehaviour,^C and misdemeanours ^DThe boy ain't no genius, he ke^Ceps her on her toes

^CAnd I bet a ^Dbad thought don't c^Cross her m^Dind And if it d^Coes she just dis^Dcards it ^Ctill it's g^Done away ^CI bet of a^Dll of her she se^Ces, she fe^Dels There's som^Cewhere that she st^Dores it ^Ctill it's^D gone aw^Caa^Daaaay ^{C D} Till it's g^Cone awa^Daaaaaay ^{C D} Till it's g^Cone awa^Dy ^{C D C D C D}

It's in his na^Gture, his misbehaviour,^C and misdemeanours ^DThe boy ain't no genius, he ke^Ceps her on her toes It's in his na^Gture, his misbehaviour,^C and misdemeanours ^DThe boy ain't no genius, he ke^Ceps her on her toes

Two l^Govers stop for kisses on a w^Call She a^Dsked him, Never leave me He te^Clls her that he won't ^G