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Olivia Rodrigo - Drivers License
Author And Composer: Daniel Nigro And Olivia Rodrigo
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Bb
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I got my driver's license last week
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Gm7
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Just like we always talked about
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Gm7
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'Cause you were so excited for me
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Eb
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To finally drive up to your house
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Eb
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But today I drove
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Eb
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Through the suburbs
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Bb
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Crying 'cause you weren't around
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Bb
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And you're probably
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Bb
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With that blonde girl
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Bb
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Who always made me doubt
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Gm7
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She's so much older than me
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Gm7
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She's everything I'm insecure about
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Eb
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Yeah, today
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Eb
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I drove through the suburbs
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Eb
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'Cause how could
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Bb
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I ever love someone else?
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Ebmaj7
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And I know
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Ebmaj7
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We weren't perfect
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Ebmaj7
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But I've never felt this way
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Bb
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For no one
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Ebmaj7
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And I just can't imagine
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Ebmaj7
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How you could be so okay
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Bb
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Now that I'm gone
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Gm7 F6
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Guess you didn't mean
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Bb
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What you wrote
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Dm Ebmaj7
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In that song about me
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Cm7
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'Cause you said forever,
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F Bb
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now I drive alone past your street
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Bb
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And all my friends are tired
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Bb
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Of hearing how much I miss you, but
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Gm7
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I kinda feel sorry for them
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Gm7
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'Cause they'll never know
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Gm7
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You the way that I do, yeah
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Ebmaj7
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Today I drove through the suburbs
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Ebmaj7
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And pictured
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Bb
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I was driving home to you
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Ebmaj7
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And I know we weren't perfect
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Ebmaj7
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But I've never felt this way
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Bb
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For no one, oh
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Ebmaj7
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And I just can't imagine
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Ebmaj7
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How you could be so okay,
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Bb
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Now that I'm gone
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Gm7 F
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I guess you didn't mean
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Bb
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What you wrote
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Dm Eb
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In that song about me
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Cm7
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'Cause you said forever,
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F Bb
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Now I drive alone past your street
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Gm7
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Red lights, stop signs
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Ebmaj7
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I still see your face
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Bb
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In the white cars, front yards
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F
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Can't drive past the places
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Gm7
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We used to go to
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Ebmaj7
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'Cause I still fuckin'
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Bb
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Love you, babe
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F
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(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
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Gm7
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Sidewalks we crossed
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Ebmaj7
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I still hear your voice
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Bb
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In the traffic,
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Bb
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We're laughing
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F
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Over all the noise
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Gm
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God, I'm so blue,
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Gm
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Know we're through
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Ebmaj7
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But I still fuckin'
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Bb
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Love you, babe
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F
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(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
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Ebmaj7
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I know we weren't perfect
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Ebmaj7
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But I've never felt this way
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Bb
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For no one
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Ebmaj7
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And I just can't imagine
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Ebmaj7
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How you could be so okay,
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Bb
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Now that I'm gone
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Gm F
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'Cause you didn't mean
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Dm
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What you wrote
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F Eb
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In that song about me
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Cm
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'Cause you said forever,
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F Bb
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Now I drive alone past your street
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Cm
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Yeah, you said forever,
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F Gm7
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Now I drive alone past your street
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