F Dm All I am is a man Am C I want the world in my hands F I hate the beach Dm Am But I stand in California C with my toes in the sand F Use the sleeves on my sweater Dm Let's have an adventure Am C Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered F Dm Touch my neck and I'll touch yours Am C You in those little high waisted shorts, oh F She knows what I think about Dm And what I think about Am One love, two mouths C One love, one house F No shirt, no blouse Dm Just us, you find out Am C Nothing I really wanna tell you about, no F Dm 'Cause it's too cold who-oa Am For you here C And now F Dm So let me hold who-oa Am C Both your hands in (the holes of my sweater) F And if I may just take your breath away Dm I don't mind if there's not much to say Am Sometimes the silence guides your mind C So move to a place so far away F The goosebumps start to race Dm The minute that my left hand meets your waist Am And then I watched your face C Put my finger on your tongue 'Cause you love to taste yeah F These hearts adore Dm Everyone the other beat hard is for Am Inside this place is warm C Outside it starts to pour F Coming down Dm One love, two mouths Am One love, one house C No shirt, no blouse F Just us, you find out Dm Nothing I really wanna tell you about Am C No no no! F Dm 'Cause it's too cold who-oa Am For you here C And now F Dm So let me hold who-oa Am C Both your hands in (the holes of my sweater) F Dm 'Cause it's too cold who-oa Am For you here C And now F Dm So let me hold who-oa Am C G Both your hands in the holes of my sweater, whoa-oh ( Dm C G G ) ( Dm C G G ) Dm C G Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Dm C G Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Dm C G Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Dm C G Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa F Dm 'Cause it's too cold who-oa Am For you here C And now F Dm So let me hold who-oa Am C Both your hands in (the holes of my sweater) F Dm 'Cause it's too cold who-oa Am For you here C And now F Dm Let me hold who-oa Am C Both your hands in the holes of my sweater F Dm Am It's too cold, it's too coold C The holes of my sweater