Die In Yer Arms Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[A][Am][A][Am][A]
[G][Am][A][G][A][Am][A]
[G][A][Am][A][G][A][Am][A]
Girl, I [Am]wanna

[Verse 1]
[G]
die in yer [Am]arms to[C]night
[Dm]I really [G]don't care about
the wrong [Am]or right
[G]The fruit is forbidden but
it's [Am]sweet and it's ripe
[C]I thi[Dm]nk I'm gonna pic[G]k me some
and [Am]take me a [A]bite[Am]
[G]Baby girl,

[Verse 2]
looks so [A]good,
[G]she walks so mean
Got a vicious [A]little sway,
I [G]think she's semi- obscene
She'll pick your bones clean, oh,
my God, she's so fine
She's sweeter than the dew out
on [G#]the grapes on [Am]the v[G]ine

[Verse 3]
I'ma [G]pick her[Am], I'ma squeeze her,
I'ma make me some wine
[A]I'ma [G]drink her till I'm a [A]crazy,
I'ma [G]drink 'til I'm [Am]blind
[A]I'ma [G]touch her so good,
I'ma [Am]treat [G]her so fine
[Am]I'm gonn[C]a make[G] love to h[Am]er soul,
I'm gonna fuck all [C]with her mind
Girl, I [Am]wanna

[Verse 4]
[G]die in [Am]yer arms tonight
[C]I rea[Dm]lly don[Am]'t car[G]e about
the [Am]wrong [G]or right
The fruit is for[Am]bidden but
it's sweet and it's [C]ripe
[Am]I think I'm gonna [G]pick me some
and [Am]take me a bite
Baby [G]girl,

[Verse 5]
[C]acts [G]so proper,
like daddy's little daughter
A [Am]wolf in sheep's [G]clothing,
leading lambs out to the slaughter
[Am]She's looking so young[G],
she's [Am]smelling [G]so pretty
[Am]She's a junkie on a [G]binge and
her drug is the city

[Verse 6]
She's a [Am]vi cious little bitty,
attitude is shitty
[G]If I [Am]get my way she's probably
gonna come home with me
Talk ain't good for nothing,
eyes are made for crying
[G]Bombs are made [Am]for dropping, girl,
yer arms were made for dy[G]ing

[Verse 7]
Girl, I wanna [G]die [Am]in yer arms tonight
[C]I rea[Am]lly don't car[G]e about
the [Am]wrong or right
The fruit is forbidden but it's
sweet and it's [C]ripe
[Am]I think I'm gonna [G]pick [Am]me some

[Verse 8]
and take me a bite
[Am]Girl, I[C][Am][D][Am][D]
[Am][G][Am][G][Am][G][Am][G]
[Am][C]
[G][Am][G][Am][G]
[Am]wanna [G]die[Am] in y[G]er arm[Am]s tonight
[C]I rea[Am]lly don't car[G]e about
the [Am]wrong or right
The fruit [G]is forbidden but it's
[Am]sweet and it's [C]ripe
[Dm]I think I'm [Am]gonna [G]pick [Am]me some

[Verse 9]
and take me a bite
[Am]Die in yer arms tonight
[C]Car[Dm]e abo[Am]ut t[G]he
[Am]wrong or right
Forbidden but it's sweet
and it's [C]ripe[Dm]
[Am]Pick me some and take me a bite

[Outro 1]
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