Zella Day - Mustang kids

^AmThe mustang k^Cids are out ^FRolling over hills and the ^Groundabouts ^AmBlack tar, ta^Cmbourine ^FPlaying for the girls in the back seats ^AmThe mustang k^Cids are out ^FRolling over hills and the^G roundabouts ^AmWhite line, m^Cotor cade ^FSweeter than your baby face

^AmSmall town gang got n^Cothing to do We got g^Funs, got drugs, got the ^Gsun and the moon We got b^Amig city plans but it al^Cways rains And the s^Fheriff is a crook and kn^Gows me by name I said m^Amomma was insane and d^Caddy was a criminal I ^Fgrew up in a trailer with a ^Gdream of fucking centerfolds Now I'm ^Ammaking money experime^Cnting with chemicals The^Dm fact I'm still alive is why I st^Eill believe in miracles

^DmThe mustang ki^Gds are out ^AmThe mustang ^Fkids are out ^DmThe mustang ki^Gds are out ^AmThe mustang ^Fkids are out ^DmThe mustang ki^Gds are out ^AmThe mustang ^Fkids are out ^DmThe mustang kids are out ^EThe mustang kids are out

^AmThe mustang k^Cids are out ^FRolling over hills and the ^Groundabouts ^AmBlack tar, ta^Cmbourine ^FPlaying for the girls in the back seats ^AmThe mustang k^Cids are out ^FRolling over hills and the^G roundabouts ^AmWhite line, m^Cotor cade ^FSweeter than your baby face

^AmSmall town gang yeah we g^Cet so bored That I s^Ftole a shotgun and robbed a ^Gliquor store We're ^Amrunning these streets, we're the^C mustang kids ^FOnly doing what we want and don't t^Gake no shit I m^Amight seem wild but mo^Cmma raised a gentleman ^FIn another life, no t^Gelling who I would have been ^AmNow you're a king or a^C boxer in a ring, But I^Dm'm just me so I s^Eing

^DmThe mustang ki^Gds are out ^AmThe mustang ^Fkids are out ^DmThe mustang ki^Gds are out ^AmThe mustang ^Fkids are out ^DmThe mustang ki^Gds are out ^AmThe mustang ^Fkids are out ^DmThe mustang kids are out ^EThe mustang kids are out

^AmI've been hearing all these^C things about you, ^FCreepin' into all the t^Ghings that I do, ^AmI've been hearing all these t^Chings about you ^FAbout you, about you

^AmThe mustang k^Cids are out ^FRolling over hills and the ^Groundabouts ^AmBlack tar, ta^Cmbourine ^FPlaying for the girls in the back seats ^AmThe mustang k^Cids are out ^FRolling over hills and the^G roundabouts ^AmWhite line, m^Cotor cade ^FSweeter than your baby face