Intro C E Am G Verse 1 C One touch and you got me stoned E Higher than I've ever
When the [C]days are cold And the [G]cards all fold And the [Am]saints we see Are all [F]made of
1. You can [G] be the peanut butter to my jelly You can [D] be the butterflies I feel in my belly
Verse 1 F Am7 Cmaj7 It's crazy when, the thing you love the
Verse C I've missed your calls for months it seems Am Do
