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Tuesday, 21 June 2011

Canadian Gurls!

> I know a place/where the weather's really colder/ crisp, cold, and wild/ and there's ice hockey in the winter/ sippin' Tim's from a mug/ as we sled beneath the pine trees/ boys break their backs/ tryin' to shovel the drive-way clean
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> Pre Chorus:
> You can travel the world/ but nothing comes close to the frozen coast/ once you play hockey with us/ you'll be fallin in love/ oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
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> Chorus:
> Ca-na-di-an gurls were unforgettable: parkas, mitts, and wool touques on top/ frost-bit skin so cold will freeze your bon fire/ oh (x7)/ Ca-na-di-an gurls were undeniable/ frozen, fierce/ that's all that we got/ my igloo just got Internet and cable/ oh (x7)

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> Verse 2:
> Don't got no beach/ and it's too icy for stilettos/ eat at Tim's/ roll up rims/ Justin Bieber on the stereo
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> Pre-Chorus:
> You can travel the world/ but nothing comes close to the frozen coast/ once you play hockey with us/ you'll be fallin in love/ oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
>
> Chorus:
> Ca-na-di-an gurls were unforgettable: parkas, mitts, and wool touques on top/ frost-bit skin so cold will freeze your bon fire/ oh (x7)/ Ca-na-di-an gurls were undeniable/ frozen, fierce/ that's all that we got/ my igloo just got Internet and cable/ oh (x7)

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> Bridge:
> Canadian/ Canadian Gurls/ Canadian/ Canadian Gurls
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> Chorus:
> Ca-na-di-an gurls were unforgettable: parkas, mitts, and wool touques on top/ frost-bit skin so cold will freeze your bon fire/ oh (x7)/ Ca-na-di-an gurls were undeniable/ frozen, fierce/ that's all that we got/ my igloo just got Internet and cable/ oh (x7)

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