Big Ass Heart - Ver 2

Am G F E My girl went to the doctor cause her heart had palpitations Am G F E He said cut the carbs, or else she'd end up pushing up carnations Am G F E She stepped up on the scale and the doctor said, "Oh Lordy" Am G F E If you don't drop a few, girl, you won't make it past age forty E My girl said, "Hey lookie, on my fancy x-ray chart" E Said the doctor, "Holy hell that's one GD big ass heart" Am G F E Am I'm telling you my friend, my girl's got a big ass heart Am G F E Am When she shops for groceries that heart gets its own damn cart Am G F E F That big ass heart can pump two tons of love through her chest F G Am And then sit down and win a lovin' pie-eating contest Am G F E Am I love that big ass heart so much I think it isn't fair Am G F E Am Like how your heart won't pay me back for breaking all my chairs Am G F E So sick with love I think I'm coming down with rickets F G Am G F E When that big ass heart flies coach it has to pay for two plane tickets E Am G Oh, that big ass heart F E Am Oh, that big ass heart