Lirik dan Chord Lagu Real Bad Lookin - Alex Cameron

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Real Bad Lookin merupakan lagu yang dipopulerkan oleh Alex Cameron. Lagu berdurasi 4 menit 33 detik ini merupakan lagu ketiga dalam album bertajuk “Jumping The Shark” yang dirilis pada 19 Agustus 2016. Album ini memuat 8 trek lagu, di antaranya The Comeback, Internet, dan Gone South. Penasaran seperti apa lagunya? Untuk mengetahui lirik lagu dan chord “Real Bad Lookin” yang dinyanyikan Alex Cameron, simak selengkapnya di bawah ini.

 

Lirik Lagu Real Bad Lookin – Alex Cameron

 

D > Bm > G > F#m

 

[Verse 1]

D Bm G F#m

I am the drunkest, ugliest girl at the bar D Bm G F#m

Oh well I’m scheming, and I’m scheming, and I’m scheming, and I’m gonna go far

D Bm G F#m

All the boys, yeah they think I’m a star D Bm G F#m

Because I’m drinking, and I’m drinking, and I’m drinking, yeah I go pretty hard D Bm G F#m

I get a pinch on my ass, when I lean on the sill D Bm G F#m

And then I bent it, and I bent it, and I bent it but not to pick up the bill D Bm G F#m

My husband’s at work, my baby’s in a Daewoo sauna D Bm G F#m

I hold my breath when I check, just to see that she isn’t a goner D Bm G F#m

The little dream sits there, she’s like a fly in a jar D Bm G F#m

Yeah who the hell are they to tell me that I can’t leave my kid in the car D Bm G F#m

I am the goddamn drunkest, ugliest girl at the bar D Bm G F#m

Yeah who the hell are you to tell me that I can’t leave my kid in the car

 

D Bm G F#m x 2

 

[Chorus] D Bm G F#m

Yeah who the hell are you to tell me that I can’t leave my kid in the car D Bm G F#m

Yeah who the hell are you to tell me that I can’t leave my kid in the car

 

[Verse 2]

D Bm G F#m

I am the dumbest, richest guy at the bar D Bm G F#m

Yeah, well I’d take you for a ride but my girl took the keys to my car D Bm G F#m

I made a deal over lunch baby, yeah it was worth 15k D Bm G F#m

I show my teeth when I smile in a real matter-of-fact way D Bm G F#m

I make so much money, I swear I never get any older D Bm G F#m

And I don’t talk to my brother cause that prick’s got a chip on his shoulder D Bm G F#m

Oh yeah I’m feelin real good, how much for one of those cigars? D Bm G F#m

I want to breathe like a dragon baby, I cough up burning hot tar D Bm G F#m

Hey look, I’m cold outta cash, just put it all on my card D Bm G F#m

Hey, wait but you can’t cut it up, my credit rating is five stars D Bm G F#m

Oh well this place is a joke, yeah who do you think you are D Bm G F#m

You’re talking to the goddamn dumbest, richest guy at the bar