Tim Mcgraw - It's A Business Doing Pleasure With You Ukulele

(Capo on 2)

       F                                 G
I spent fifteen hundred dollars on your damn dog's collar
        Am                   F
Put new spinners on your Escalade
          F                             G
I swear I almost started cryin' when you brought up buyin' diamonds
         Am                             F
Lord, I'm spendin' more than I'm gettin' paid

            F                              G
You got more purses than Versace, got more rings that Liberace
          Am                   F
Fill your closet full of fancy shoes
       F                                   G                               Am
All my credit cards are cookin', girl, you don't know what your puttin' me through
       F                                                      F
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you

           F                               G
You got me walkin' past the fellas, holdin' drinks with pink umbrellas
        Am                       F
On some island that I can't even spell
        F                            G
Then we slide over to Gucci, right before we go for sushi
         Am                     F
That's a version of my personal hell

               F                   G
You just spent all day long tryin' on Louis Vitton
          Am                              F
There's a thousand things that I'd rather do
        F                                  G                           Am
Lord my mom would beat me senseless, if she saw what I was spending on you
       F                                                      F
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you

G                          Am             F                     F
Your gonna break my bank before too long,  I'm takin' out a loan
G                              Am         F                        G
But when you turn your kind of lovin' on,  honey, I just can't say no, no no no no, no no

Inst.:  | (F)  | (F)  | (F)  | (F)  | (F)  | (F)  | (G)  | (G)  |

G                          Am             F                   F
Your gonna break my bank before too long,  I'm runnin' out of  dough
G                            Am        F                      G
But when you turn you kind of magic on, honey I just can't say no, no no no

          F                               G
Maybe I'll play the stock market, put some money in my pocket
        Am                           F
Ain't no tellin' what your gonna need next
         F                                 G
I need to steal a Sherman tank just to break into a bank
         Am                               F
I pray to God this song will be a success 

      F                                    G
All my buddies think it's funny, 'cause I'm spendin' all my money
       Am                                     F
On some honey like there's something to prove
             F                                  G                           Am
'Cause for a little of your lovin', there ain't nothing much that I wouldn't do
       F                                                      F
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you

      G      Am
No, no no, no
       F                                                      F
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you