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* = strum once and let ring [Intro] E eb|--------0-----0--| Bb|----------0-4--0-| Gb|------1----1-----| Db|---2---2-----2---| Ab|-----------------| Eb|-0---0---0-------| [Verse 1] E Somebody's gotta wear pretty skirts, E Somebody's gotta be the one to flirt, A Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand, A So God made girls E Somebody's gotta make him get dressed up, E Give a reason to wash that truck, A Somebody's gotta teach him how to dance, A So God made girls [Pre-Chorus] A He needed something soft and loud, and sweet and proud, A But tough enough to break a heart C#m7 Something beautiful and breakable, B That lights up in the dark [Chorus] E So God made girls A God made girls C#m7 He stood back and told the boys, B "I'm bout to rock your world" E And God made girls A God made girls C#m7 He stood back and told the boys, B* "I'm bout to rock your world" E E Then God made girls [Verse 2] E Somebody's gotta be the one to cry, E Somebody's gotta let him drive, A Give him a reason to hold that door, A So God made girls E Somebody's gotta put up a fight, E Make him wait on a Saturday night, A To walk downstairs and blow his mind, A So God made girls [Pre-Chorus] A Something that can wake him up, A Call his bluff and drag his butt to church C#m7 Something that is hard to handle, soft and fragile, B To hold him when he hurts [Chorus] E So God made girls A God made girls C#m7 He stood back and told the boys, B "I'm bout to rock your world" E And God made girls A God made girls C#m7 He stood back and told the boys, B "I'm bout to rock your world" Then God made girls [Instrumental] C#m7 A C#m7 A [Bridge] E Somebody's gotta wear a pretty skirt, E Somebody's gotta be the one to flirt, A A* Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand [Chorus] E So God made girls A God made girls C#m7 He stood back and told the boys, B "I'm bout to rock your world" E And God made girls A God made girls C#m7 He stood back and told the boys, B "I'm bout to rock your world" E Then God made girls [Outro] E Somebody's gotta wear a pretty skirt, E Somebody's gotta be the one to flirt, E Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand E Then God made girls