Busy Woman

Tom:
Em
Oh, hey (oh)
Em
I'm so mature, collected and sensible
Em
Except when I get hit with rejection
Em
To turn me down, well, that's just unethical
Em
I'll turn into someone you're scared to know
           Am       D
But if you need my love
                 G                        Em
My clothes are off, I'm comin' over to your place

[Refrão]
                  Am                        D
And if you don't need (if you don't need) my love
                 G                           Em
Well, I didn't want your little bitch-ass anyway
             Am
Yeah, I'm a busy woman
     D                             G          Em
I wouldn't let you come into my calendar any night
             Am                   D
But if you want my kisses, I'll be your perfect missus
        G                    Em
'Til the day that one of us dies

[Próxima Parte]
     Am
Oh, hey
                       D
(Busy woman all the time)
            G Em
(Busy woman)
Em
So much to shave and lipstick to reapply
Em
Maybe for you, though, I could accommodate
Em
I'm flexible, so just tell me what you like
Em
Tantric yoga, baby, namaste
Em
If you don't want me, I'll just deem you gay
           Am        D
But if you need my love
                 G                           Em
My clothes are off, I'm comin' over to your place (ah-ah-ah-ah)

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
Am         D
Busy woman, all the time
G             Em
Busy woman for the rest of my life
Am             D
My openings are super tight
G          Em                    Am D
Busy woman, unless you call tonight , hey
  G  Am  Em   D   G   Em
Night, ooh
            Am       D
But if you need my love
                 G                            Em
My clothes are off, I'm comin' over to your place (ah-ah-ah-ah)
                   Am                         D
And if you don't need (if you don't need) my love
                 G                          Em
Well, I didn't want your little bitch-ass anyway
                Am
'Cause I'm a busy woman (oh, hey)
     D                              G         Em
I wouldn't let you come into my calendar any night
               Am                 D
But if you want my kisses, I'll be your perfect missus (ooh)
         G                   Em
'Til the day that one of us dies