Taylor Swift - I think he knows

I think he k^Fnows His footprints on the side^Amwalk Lead to where I ca^Emn't stop Go there every n^G7ight I think he kn^Fows His hands around a co^Amld glass Make me wanna k^Emnow that Body like it's mi^G7ne

^FHe got that boyish look that I like in a man ^AmI am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans ^EmIt's like I'm 17, nobody understands

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No one understands

He got my h^Feartbeat Sk^G7ipping down 16th Avenue I got that, a^Amh, I mean Wanna se^Ce what's under that attitude like I^F want you, bless my^G7 soul And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he k^Amnows I think he kn^Cows

I think he kn^Fows When we get all al^Amone I'll make myself at ^Emhome And he'll want me to st^G7ay I think he kn^Fows He'd better lock it d^Amown Or I won't stick ar^Emound 'Cause good ones never w^G7ait (Ha)

^FHe got that boyish look that I like in a man ^AmI am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans ^EmHe's so obsessed with me and, boy, I understand Mute Boy, I understand

He got my heartb^Feat (Heartbeat) ^G7Skipping down 16th Avenue I got that, a^Amh, I mean (I mean) Wanna s^Cee what's under that attitude like ^FI want you, bless my so^G7ul And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he kno^Amws I think he kno^Cws

^FI want you, bless my ^G7I want you, bless my ^AmI want you, bless my ^EmI want you, bless my s^G7oul

^FLyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my th^G7igh We could follow the sparks, I'll drive ^FLyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thi^G7gh We could follow the sparks, I'll dr^Cive ^F

I^G7 whisper in the dark ^Am"Where we gonna go?" I think he kn^Cows

He got my hea^Frtbeat (Heartbeat) ^G7Skipping down 16th Avenue (Baby) I got that, a^Amh, I mean (I mean) Wanna s^Cee what's under that attitude like (Yeah) ^FI want you, bless my ^G7soul And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he kn^Amows I think he kn^Cows

^FI want you, bless my ^G7I want you, bless my ^AmI want you, bless my (Oh, baby) ^EmI want you, bless my s^G7oul (He got my heart^Fbeat) ^FI want you, bless my (Sk^G7ipping down 16th Avenue, baby) ^AmI want you, bless my ^EmI want you, bless my s^G7oul And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he kn^Cows