[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I know what you're thinking
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What's Barney been drinking, that girl was smoking hot?
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Yes I could have nailed her
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But no it's not a failure cos there's one thing she is not
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To score a 10 would be just fine
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But I'd rather be dressed to the nines
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It's a truth you can't refuuuuuuuse
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Nothing suits me like a suit
[Verse 2]
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Picture a world where all the boys and girls
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Are impeccably well dressed
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That delivery guy in a jacket and tie
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That puppy in a double breast
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That 80's dude with mutton chops
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That baby with a lollipop
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That lady cop who's kinda cuuuuute
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Nothing suits 'em like a suit
[Chorus]
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(Suits) Wingman I can wear
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(Suits) They're oh so debonair
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(Suits) The perfect way to snare a girl with daddy issues
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(Suits) In navy, blue or black,
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Check out this perfect rack
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I want to give them a squeeze
[Verse 3]
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Oh really?
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Then answer these questions if you please
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What would you do if you had to chose
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Between your suits and a pot of gold? (Suits)
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What would you say if you gave your suits away
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And in return you'd never grow old? (Suits)
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What would you pick? One million chicks or a single three piece suit. (It's moot.)
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What if world peace were within your reach?
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Alalalala! I'm gonna stop you right there. It's suits. C'mon Lily. Get your head outta your ass.
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Two! Three! Four!
[Interlude]
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[Bridge]
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Girls will go and girls will come but there's only one absolute.
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Every Bro on the go needs to know
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That there's no accepted substitute.
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I'm sorry suits, let's make amends?
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My Sunday best are my best friends.
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Send Casual Friday down the laundry chute.
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Cos nothing suits
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The undisputed
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Oft' saluted
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Suitor of repute
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Like a
[Outro]
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Wait for it-
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Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuit!
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