F C Dm
I wanna come home to roses
Am Bb
And dirty little notes on Post-its
F C
And when my hair starts turning gray
Dm C F
He'll say I'm like a fine wine, better with age
C Dm
I guess I learned it from my parents
Am Bb
That true love starts with friendship
F A
A kiss on the forehead, a date night
Bb C Bb
Fake an apology after a fight
C F
I need a man who's patient and kind
C Bb
Gets out of the car and holds the door
C F
I wanna slow dance in the living room like
Am Bb
We're eighteen at senior prom and grow
C F
Old with someone who makes me feel young
C Bb
I need a man who loves me like
C F
My father loves my mom
F C Dm
I wanna road trip in the summers
Am Bb
I wanna make fun of each other
F C
I wanna rock out to Billy Joel
Dm E F
And flip our kids off when they call us old
C Dm
He'll accidentally burn our dinner
Am Bb
And let me be the scrabble winner
F A
And when my body changes shapes
Bb C Bb
He'll say, Oh my God, you look hot today
C F
I need a man who's patient and kind
C Bb
Gets out of the car and holds the door
C F
I wanna slow dance in the living room like
Am Bb
We're eighteen at senior prom and grow
C F
Old with someone who makes me feel young
C Bb
I need a man who loves me like
C F
My father loves my mom
C Dm
And if he lives up to my father
Am Bb
Maybe he could teach our daughter
F C
What it takes to love a queen
N.C
She should know she's royalty
C F
I need a man who's patient and kind
C Bb
Gets out of the car and holds the door
C F
I wanna slow dance in the living room like
Am Bb
We're eighteen at senior prom and grow
C F
Old with someone who makes me feel young
C Bb
I need a man who loves me like
C F
My father loves my mom