Capo 3
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My [G] body is a map of L.[Bm] A. I stand straight like an [Em] angel, with a halo
[G] Hangin' out the Hilton Ho[Bm] tel window screamin', "[Em] Heyo, baby, let's go"
[C] My chest, the Si[G] erra Ma[D] dre [C] My hips, every [G] high and by[D] way
That you [Am] trace with your fingertips [D] like a Toyota
[D] Run your hands over me [D] like a Land Rover in Arcadi[G] a, Arcadi[D] a
All roads that lead [Em] to you as integral to me as arteries
[C] That pump the [G] blood that flows [Am] straight to the [D] heart of me
Ameri[G] ca, A[D] merica I can't sleep at [Em] home tonight, [D] send me a [C] Hilton Ho[G] tel
Or a [Am] cross on the [G] hill, I'm a [D] lost little girl findin' my way to [G] ya Ar[G] cadia
My [G] body is a map of L.[Bm] A. and my heart is like [Em] paper, I hate ya
I'm [G] not from the land of the [Bm] palms, so I know I can't [Em] stay here I'm not native, but
[C] My curves, San Ga[G] briel all [D] day And my [C] lips like the [G] fire licks the [D] bay
[Am] If you think that you know yourself, [D] you can come over
[Am] Lay your hands on me like [D] you're a Land Rover In Ar[G] cadia, Ar[D] cadia
All roads that lead [Em] to you as integral to me as arteries
[C] That pump the [G] blood that flows [Am] straight to the [D] heart of me
Ameri[G] ca, A[D] merica I can't sleep at [Em] home tonight, [D] send me a [C] Hilton Ho[G] tel
Or a [Am] cross on the [G] hill, I'm a [D] lost little girl findin' my way to [G] ya Ar[G] cadia
They built me up [Em] three hundred [D] feet tall just [C] to tear me [G] down
So I'm [C] leavin' with [G] nothing but [Am] laughter, and [D] this town Ar[G] cadia
Findin' my way to [Bm] ya I'm leavin' them as [Em] I was, [D] five foot eight
[C] Western bound, [G] plus the hate [Am] that they gave
[G] By the way, [Am] thanks for that, [D] on the way, I'll [G] pray for ya
But you'll need a mira[Bm] cle Ameri[D] ca [G]
