Singer - Jax
I wanna (F) come (C) home to (Dm) roses
And dirty little (Am) notes on (Bb) Post-its
And when (F) my hair starts (C) turning gray
He'll say (Dm) I'm like a fine (C) wine, better with age (F)
I guess I (C) learned it from (Dm) my parents
That true (Am) love starts with (Bb) friendship
A kiss on the (F) forehead, a date (A) night
Fake (Bb) an apology (C) after a (Bb) fight
I need a (C) man who's patient (F) and kind
Gets out (C) of the car and holds (Bb) the door
I wanna (C) slow dance in the (F) living room like
We're (Am) eighteen at senior (Bb) prom and grow
Old with (C) someone who makes (F) me feel young
I need (C) a man who loves (Bb) me like
My (C) father loves my (F) mom
I wanna (F) road trip (C) in the (Dm) summers
I wanna (Am) make fun of each (Bb) other
I wanna (F) rock out to Billy (C) Joel
And flip (Dm) our kids off (E) when they call us (F) old
He'll (C) accidentally burn (Dm) our dinner
And let me (Am) be the scrabble (Bb) winner
And when my (F) body changes (A) shapes
He'll say, (Bb) Oh my God, (C) you look hot (Bb) today
I need a (C) man who's patient (F) and kind
Gets out (C) of the car and holds (Bb) the door
I wanna (C) slow dance in the (F) living room like
We're (Am) eighteen at senior (Bb) prom and grow
Old with (C) someone who makes (F) me feel young
I need (C) a man who loves (Bb) me like
My (C) father loves my (F) mom
And if (C) he lives up to (Dm) my father
Maybe he (Am) could teach our (Bb) daughter
What it (F) takes to love a (C) queen
She should (N.C) know she's royalty
I need a (C) man who's patient (F) and kind
Gets out (C) of the car and holds (Bb) the door
I wanna (C) slow dance in the (F) living room like
We're (Am) eighteen at senior (Bb) prom and grow
Old with (C) someone who makes (F) me feel young
I need (C) a man who loves (Bb) me like
My (C) father loves my (F) mom