Blurred Lines
by Robin Thicke & Pharrell Williams · harmonica tab for C diatonic harmonica
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Ev-‘ry-bod-y get up.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.
If you can’t hear what I’m try-na say,
if you can’t read from the same page,
may-be I’m go-ing deaf,
may-be I’m go-ing blind,
may-be I’m out of my mind.________________________
O–kay, now, he was close, tried to do-mes-ti-cate you.
But you’re an an – i – mal; ba-by, it’s in your na-ture.
Just let me lib-er-ate you.
You don’t need no pa-pers.
That man is not your mak-er.
And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl._______
I know you want it. I know you want it.
I know you want it. You’re a good girl.
Can’t let it get past me. You’re far from plas-tic.
Talk a-bout get-ting blast-ed.
(I) hate these blurred lines.
I know you want it. I know you want it.
I know you want it.
But you’re a good girl.
The way you grab me, must wan-na get nas-ty.
Go a-head, get at me.
What do they make dreams for
when you got them jeans on?
What do we need steam for?
You’re the hot-test bitch in this place._
I feel so luck-y.
You wan-na hug me.
What rhymes with “hug me”?
O–kay, now, he was close, tried to do-mes-ti-cate you.
But you’re an an – i – mal; ba-by, it’s in your na-ture.
Just let me lib-er-ate you.
You don’t need no pa-pers.
That man is not your mak-er.
And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl._______
I know you want it. I know you want it.
I know you want it. You’re a good girl.
Can’t let it get past me. You’re far from plas-tic.
Talk a-bout get-ting blast-ed.
(I) hate these blurred lines.
I know you want it. I know you want it.
I know you want it.
But you’re a good girl.
The way you grab me, must wan-na get nas-ty.
Go a-head, get at me.
One thing I ask you: let me be the one you back that ass in-to,
yo, from Mal-i-bu to Car-i-bou.
Yeah, had a bitch but she ain’t bad as you.
So hit me up when you’re pass-ing through.
I’ll give you some-thing big e-nough to tear your ass in two.
Swag on, e-ven when you dress cas– u –al.
I mean it’s not al-most un-bear-a-ble. Then-a,
hon-ey, you’re not there when I come a-cross that bitch;
you pass me by.
Noth-ing like your last guy; he too square for you.
He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair like that. So I
jail watch, hand wave for you to sa-lute, but you did-n’t pick.
Not man-y wom-en can re-fuse this pimp-in’. I’m a
nice guy, but you get it if you get with me.
Shake the vibe, get down, get up.
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt.
What you do-ing like word?
Hey,_________________________________________
Ba-by, can you breathe?
I got this from Ja-mai-ca.
It al-ways works for me,
Da-ko-ta to Da-ka-ta.
No more pre-tend-ing,
‘cause now you’re win-ning.
Here’s our be-gin-ning.
I al-ways want-ed a good girl._____
I know you want it. I know you want it.
I know you want it. You’re a good girl.
Can’t let it get past me. You’re far from plas-tic.
Talk a-bout get-ting blast-ed.
(I) hate these blurred lines.
I know you want it. I know you want it.
I know you want it.
But you’re a good girl.
The way you grab me, must wan-na get nas-ty.
Go a-head, get at me.
Ev-‘ry-bod-y get up.
Ev-‘ry-bod-y get up.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Repeat and fade