Cifras para Guitarra Deuces Are Wild

Tono:  G
        
G
 
                  Ohh... Nanarana...
                  Ohh... Nanarana... ah..
G
                                                                    
C
 
I love to look into your big brown eyes.
                                                                    
G
 
They talk to me and seem to hypnotize.
                                                                          
C
 
They say the things nobody dares to say,
                                                                    
D
 
and I'm not about to let you fly away.
                                                                              
C
                                          
D
 
My lover with no jet lag, were staying         up all night in my sleeping bag.
You got a heart beat rythym from subterean,
                  
F
 
I really Love You
Little girl, I dont need to explain.
G
                                                              
C
                                  
F
                                                
G
 
I love you cause your deuces are wild, girl, like a double shot of loving so fine
G
                                                                  
C
                            
F
                                              
G
        
F
 
I been loving you since you was a child, girl, cuz you and me are two of a kind.
G
                                                                              
C
 
Ah...   Like deja vú   I feel like I been here,
                                                                                    
G
 
Or somewhere else but you've been always near.
                                                                                        
C
 
It's   you that's in my dreams, I'm begging for
                                                                              
D
 
but I woke up when someone slammed the door
                                                                            
C
                                              
D
 
so hard I fell out of bed, screaming mama's little baby loves shorten bread,
                                                                                    
F
 
and the moral of the story I can testify; I get stoned on you girl.
That's the best reason why...
G
                                                                
C
                                
F
                                                
G
 
I love you cause your deuces are wild, girl, like a double shot of loving so fine
G
                                                                
C
                                
F
                                                
G
 
I been loving you since you was a child, girl, cuz you and me are two of a kind.
G
                                                                
C
                                
F
                                                
G
 
I love you cause your deuces are wild, girl, like a double shot of loving so fine
G
                                                                  
C
                            
F
                                              
G
 
I been loving you since you was a child, girl, cuz you and me are two of a kind.