Walker McGuire - Best kinda bad

^DShe’s a tom petty girl ^Ain a boy band world Got a^D fast set of keys and a fa^Ake ID and ^Bmshe’s gone Boys are ^Emblowinâ^Bm€™ up her phone ^DYeah she’ll walk through the door and the whole crowd roars

^BmFree, free fallin’ ^AShe’s a warm shot of whiskey with nothin’ to chase ^GShe’ll bum a cigarette^A and blow it in your face She’s^D the best kinda bad, ^Athe wrong kinda right Bm AG She’s a Sunday mornin’ and a Saturday night Sheâ?^D?™s a ^A“Hey boy,^G buy me a beer.”

Sheâ€?^D?s a take me by the hand Said ^Acome on, let’s go But sheâ?^D?™s nowhere ‘round ^Gwhen the mornin’ light shows She’^Ds the b^Aest night Iâ€?^G?ve^A ever had Man she’s the be^Bmst ki^Dnda^G ba^Ad Man she’s the be^Bmst ki^Dnda^G ba^Ad Just l^Dike a song I keep s^Aingin’ along I’ve ^Dhit rewind in my mind^A a hundred times to her sm^Bmile ‘Cause it ^Gwent on for a country mile No I c^Dan’t shake the vision of us huggin’ and a-kissin’

know to tell her p^Bmlease, please call me Now I k^Anow she’s on some other guy’s arm tonight But she ^Gwon’t leave her number^A or say goodbye She’^Ds the best kinda bad, ^Athe wrong kinda right She’^Bms a Sunday morninâ€^A™ ^G and a Saturday night Sheâ€^D™s a ^A“Hey boy, ^Gbuy me a beer.”

Sheâ€?^D?s a take me by the hand Said^A come on, let’s go But sheâ€^D™s nowhere ‘round ^Gwhen the mornin’ light shows She’^Ds the b^Aest night Iâ€?^G?ve^A ever had Man she’s the be^Bmst ki^Dnda^G ba^Ad Yeah she’s the b^Bmest k^Dind^Ga b^Aad She’^Es as bad as killin’ a bottle of whiskey ^GBad as my buddy’s girl tryin’ to kiss me Oh but o^Cnce it hits my lips, man itâ?^G?™s so damn hard to quit She’^Ds the best kinda bad, t^Ahe wrong kinda right Sheâ€?^Bm?s a Sunday morninâ€^A™ ^G and a Saturday night Sheâ€^D™s a^A “Hey boy, ^Gbuy me a beer.”

She’^Ds a take me by the hand Said^A come on, let’s go But sheâ?^D?™s nowhere ‘round ^Gwhen the mornin’ light shows She’^Ds the b^Aest night Iâ€^G™ve^A ever had

Man she’s the be^Bmst ki^Dnda^G ba^Ad Oh, she’s the be^Bmst ki^Dnda^G ba^Ad