Avril Lavigne - Bitchin' Summer, аккорды

Capo on 1st fret 
 
Intro: 
F
 
C
 
Am
 
G
Uh oh oh oh
Uh Oh Oh

  
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G
Everyone is waiting on the bell (on the bell)
  
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А couple seconds we'll be raising hell (raising hell)
  
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The sun is shining down, the school is finally out
  
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Nothing matters so we might as well (might as well)

  
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Everybody's baking in the sun
 
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Come and party Do it while we're young
  
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Move your body when you hear the drum
 
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So put your hands up

Chorus: (
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)

             
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C
   
It's gonna be a bitchin' summer
 
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G
We'll be living fast kicking ass together
     
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like high school lovebirds
 
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Gonna have a blast make it last forever

     
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I’ll pick you up at the liquor store
 
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Hurry up we can fit one more
    
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It’s now or never
    
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It’s gonna gonna be be a bitchin’ summer

  
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Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh, Bitchin’ summer
  
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Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh, Bitchin’ summer

(Repeat chords 
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C
 
Am
 
G
 for the entire song)

Throwing empty bottles in the fire
Whiskey's got us singing like a choir
We're all gonna run when the police come
But in the moment we are so alive

Everybody’s baking in the sun
Come and party Do it while we're young
Move your body when you hear the drum
So put your hands up

It’s gonna be a bitchin summer
We'll be living fast, kickin ass together
Like high school lovebirds
Gonna have a blast make it last forever

I’ll pick you up at the liquor store
Hurry up we can fit one more
It’s now or never
It’s gonna gonna be be a bitchin’ summer

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Bitchin’ summer
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Bitchin’ summer

(Bridge)
Right here at the beach, the party don't stop
If we don't get harassed by the motherfuckin' cops
А quarter tank of gas, About half a pack
My cellphone’s dying but there’s no turning back
I can feel the breeze steering with on my knee
Drummin on the dashboard, bumpin to the beat
Hit the windshield wiper, searching for my lighter
I gotta get right before this all nighter

Chorus:
It’s gonna be a bitchin summer
We’ll be living fast, kickin ass together
Like high school lovers
Gonna have a blast, make it last more ever
I’ll pick you up at the liquor store
Pour it up and you get one more
It’s now or never
It’s gonna gonna be be a bitchin’ summer

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Bitchin’ summer
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Bitchin’ summer

Pick you up at the liquor store
Hurry up we can fit one more
It’s now or never
It’s gonna gonna be be a bitchin’ summer