Verse 1
G 
You got me some type of way 
A 
Ain't used to feelin' this way 
Bm 
I do not know what to say 
D 
But I know I shouldn't think about it 
G 
Took one look at your face 
A 
Now I wanna know how you taste 
Bm 
Usually don't give it away 
D 
But you know I'm out here thinkin' about it 
 
Pre-Chorus
G          A 
Then I realize she's right there 
Bm                 D 
I'm at home like, "Damn, this ain't fair" 
 
Chorus
G 
Break up with your girlfriend 
A 
Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored 
Bm 
You could hit it in the mornin' 
D 
Hit it like it's yours 
G 
Break up with your girlfriend 
A 
Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored 
Bm 
You could hit it in the mornin' 
D 
Hit it like it's yours 
 
Verse 2
G 
This always happens to me 
A 
Why can't we just play for keeps? 
Bm 
Practically on my knees 
D 
But I know I shouldn't think about it 
G 
You know what you're doin' to me 
A 
You're singin' my songs in the streets 
Bm 
Actin' all innocent, please 
D 
When I know you out here thinkin' about it 
 
Pre-Chorus
G          A 
Then I realize she's right there 
Bm                        D 
And you're at home like, "Damn, she can't compare" 
 
Chorus
G 
Break up with your girlfriend 
A 
Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored 
Bm 
You could hit it in the mornin' 
D 
Hit it like it's yours 
G 
Break up with your girlfriend 
A 
Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored 
Bm 
You could hit it in the mornin' 
D 
 
Instrumental Sam playing his Solo
 
Chorus
G 
Break up with your girlfriend 
A 
Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored 
Bm 
You could hit it in the mornin' 
D 
Hit it like it's yours 
G 
Break up with your girlfriend 
A 
Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored 
Bm 
You could hit it in the mornin' 
D 
Hit it like it's yours 
 
Instrumental Outro 
G A Bm D