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[Verse 1]

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When you took me home, you knew who you were taking
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Not some Debbie debutante, standing in an apron, frying up your bacon


[Pre-Chorus 1]

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My house and my mouth and my mind get kinda trashy

I've never been to jail, but Hell, I wouldn't put it past me


[Chorus]

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So,  if you want the girl next door, some Virgin Mary metaphor
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Your cardboard cutout on the wall, your paper or your Barbie doll
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With perfect hair and a perfect dress, I'm really just the perfect mess
   F                                         G
And I ain't nothing less or nothing more, so baby, if you want the girl next door


[Post-Chorus]

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Then go next door and go right now, and don't look back, don't turn around
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And don't call me when you get bored, yeah, if you want the girl next door
           Am
Then go next door


[Instrumental]

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[Verse 2]

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Sorry, I ain't sorry that I ain't your Marsha Brady, uh-uh
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If I ever met her, bet she'd probably hate me

'cause you'd wanna date me


[Pre-Chorus 2]

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My heart and my head and my bed can get real twisted

And you wouldn't be the first to think you're gonna go and fix it


[Chorus]

G  Am
So,  if you want the girl next door, some Virgin Mary metaphor
    F
Your cardboard cutout on the wall, your paper or your Barbie doll

     Am
With perfect hair and a perfect dress, I'm really just the perfect mess
    F                                       G
And I ain't nothing less or nothing more, so baby, if you want the girl next door


[Post-Chorus]

             Am
Then go next door and go right now, and don't look back, don't turn around
               F
And don't call me when you get bored, yeah, if you want the girl next door
           Am
Then go next door


[Solo]

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[Bridge]

    G                                   Am
The thing that turns you on is what you wanna change
        G                               F
But you have a better chance of slowing down a train


[Chorus]

G Am
    If you want the girl next door, some Virgin Mary metaphor
    F
Your cardboard cutout on the wall, your paper or your Barbie doll
    Am
With perfect hair and a perfect dress, I'm really just the perfect mess
   F                                         G
And I ain't nothing less or nothing more, so baby, if you want the girl next door


[Post-Chorus]

             Am
Then go next door and go right now, and don't look back, don't turn around
               F
And don't call me when you get bored, yeah, if you want the girl next door
           Am
Then go next door


[Outro]

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