D F#m ED F#m E [Verse 1]D Beyond the pines are the breeze I shootD There's a place where I undoF#m And it happens all the timeA/E I'm immune to goodbyes, ohD Swiss watch and a baseball capD Won't go far with a face like thatF#m Still they keep me wanting moreA A church with a locked door [Pre-Chorus]F#m Bm You keep me wanting more [Chorus]D Bm Everything gets blurry, am I right here you want me?F#m A Melting like an ice cream in the sunD Bm She's low and he's high, but I take it offlineF#m A Is there really such a thing as too much fun?D F#m E An ice cream in the sun [Verse 2]D Art imitates life againD Rose and I used to be friendsF#m We'd hang out from time to timeE When we could toe the line, ohD What I like in humilityD My ego pays back to meF#m And it keeps me wanting moreA A church with a locked door [Pre-Chorus]F#m G Bm You keep me wanting more [Chorus]D Bm Everything gets blurry, am I right here you want me?F#m A Melting like an ice cream in the sunD Bm She's low and he's high, but I take it offlineF#m A Is there really such a thing as too much fun?D Bm F#m A An ice cream in the sunD Bm Everything gets blurry, am I right here you want me?F#m A Melting like an ice cream in the sunD Bm She's low and he's high, but I take it offlineF#m A Is there really such a thing as too much fun?D Bm F#m A An ice cream in the sun
Ice Cream
The Wombats
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Composição: Daniel Joseph Haggis, Tord Overland Knudsen e Matthew Murphy
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