Thank God For Girls Chords & Lyrics - Weezer

[VERSE 1]

The [Am]girl in the pastry [G]shop with the net in her [D]hair
Is making a ca[F]nnoli for you to [Am]take on your hiking [G]trip
In the woods with your [D]bros that you’ve known sin[F]ce second grade
And you[Am] may encounter dragons o[G]r ruffians and be[D] called upon
To e[F]mploy your testoste[Am]rone
In a battle for su[G]premacy and access [D]to females [F]glued to the TV
[Am] And even if you are [G]victorious you [D]may receive many cuts, [F]bruises, and scrapes
And you will[Am] require band aids and [G]antiseptic ointments
And [D]tender loving kisses on your [F]stab wounds and [Am]when you come home
She [G]will be there waiting[D] for you with a[F] fire in her [Am]eyes
And a [G]big fat cannoli to [D]shove in your mouth
And that's [F]why you

[CHORUS]

Thank [Am]God[G] for [D]girls [F]
Holla J[Am]esu Chri[G]ste
[D] [F]
From Tennessee to [La]
Thank [Am]God[G] for [D]girls [F]
On your [Am]reckoning [G]day
You better [D]bow down and [F]pray
She’s s[Am]o bi[G]g
She’s s[D]o st[F]rong
She’s [Am]so en[G]ergetic in he[D]r sweaty ov[F]eralls
Thank [Am]God[G] for [D]girls [F]

[VERSE 2]

[Am] I'm so glad I got a [G]girl to think of[D] even though she isn't[F] mine
[Am] I think about her all the [G]day and all the night it's e[D]nough to know that she's a[F] -live
She says I [Am]give her sweaty palms she [G]almost had a heart attack
[D] The truth is that I’m just a[F]s scared I don’t know how to act
[Am] I wish that I could get to [G]know her better
But meeting [D]up in real life would cause the i[F]llusion to shatter
[Am] I carved her name into [G]all the trees
[D] Sang a song down [F]on one knee
[Am] Looking at the under[G]wear page of the Sears [D]catalog like when [F]I was 14
[Am] I’m le[G]vitating like [D]a magnet turned th[F]e wrong way around
I’m like a[Am]n Indian Fakir tryna[G]’ meditate on a bed[D] of nails with my pants pul[F]led down

[CHORUS]

Thank [Am]God[G] for [D]girls [F]
Holla J[Am]esu Chri[G]ste
[D] [F]
From Tennessee to [La]
Thank [Am]God[G] for [D]girls [F]
On your [Am]reckoning [G]day
You better [D]bow down and [F]pray
She’s s[Am]o bi[G]g
She’s s[D]o st[F]rong
She’s [Am]so en[G]ergetic in he[D]r sweaty ov[F]eralls
Thank [Am]God[G] for [D]girls [F]

[VERSE 3]

[Am] God took a rib from [G]Adam, [D]ground it up in a [F]centrifuge ma[Am]chine
Mixed it with carda[G]mom and cloves, [D]microwaved it on the [F]popcorn setting
While [Am]Adam was like[G] "that reall[D]y hurts”
Going off in[F]to the tundra,[Am] so pissed at [G]God
And he [D]started lighting minor forest [F]fires, stealing osprey [Am]eggs
Messing with the [G]bees who were trying to polli[D]nate the echinacea
[F] Until God said,[Am] "Imma smite you wit[G]h loneliness
And [D]break your heart in [F]two”
And [Am]Adam wept and [G]wailed, [D]tearing out his [F]hair, [Am]falling on his [G]knees
Looked to the [D]sky and said

"Thank God”