California Lovers

Capo 1 Intro: Dmaj7 | Dmaj7 | Am7 | G | verse 1 D Dancing in the sand at the bonfire We jamming out to Marley at night, uh Am7 Staying up to watch every sunrise G Just living like we ain't gonna die, uh D Everybody said I was crazy D Yeah, everybody said you'd be gone, uh-uh Am7 I know that I'm supposed to forget you And boy, you know I moved on, but Pre-Chorus D D Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby Am7 G I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) D D Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me Am7 Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart [Refrão] D I'll be cool with it, done with it D You're never on my mind Am7 G Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer D D Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? Am7 G We were young and free, 17, just California lovers D Mmm, yeah verse 2 D Teaching me to skate down the boardwalk D I'm crashing into you like a wave, uh Am7 Even if it was only small talk G You always knew the right thing to say, uh D Maybe I was just being stupid D For thinking that my first love would last, uh-uh Am7 Even though it ended in heartache G Sometimes I wanna go back Pre-Chorus D D Every time I'm driving with the top down, baby Am7 G I remember sneaking out in your car (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) D D Jumped into the ocean while the sun kissed on me Am7 Was a sucker for them boys with a wild heart [Refrão] D I'll be cool with it, done with it D You're never on my mind Am7 G Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer D D Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? Am7 G We were young and free, 17, just California lovers LL Cool J D Reminiscin', what a vision Lips kissing, seats christened D Bob Marley twisting, top down, Pacific Highway Am7 Black Sinatra remix, I did it my way G Your legs deserve they own day of the week, Th-Th-Thighday D Mark your calendars, the love champ's back D I make your memories challenger, Venice in the gondola Am7 You can have a sip of whatever you want, a bottle of G Life's a sportscar, baby, you gotta throttle 'er D We just trippin', cord flippin' for club pickin' D Clock tickin', we still kickin' it all weekend Am7 I was your Legend, you was my Chrissy Teigen - glory! You're the reason that summer's my favorite season [Refrão] D I'll be cool with it, done with it D You're never on my mind Am7 G Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer D D Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? Am7 G We were young and free, 17, just California lovers D I'll be cool with it, done with it D You're never on my mind Am7 G Til I feel the heat of you and me; it hits me every summer D D Remember when no one else could make me feel alive? Am7 G We were young and free, 17, just California lovers Outro D (Lovers) Yeah Am7 G (Make me feel alive, make me feel alive, make me feel alive) California lovers