F#m He's got the look, he's got the touch He's got the eyes that make me crush Bm And he's not one to make a scene F#m But he deserves the spotlight He ain't from 'round this side of town But he fits in to every crowd Bm F#m And he knows how to do my body and my heart right D I know a lady should always be modest C#7 But I'm just being honest Chorus: F#m I don't wanna be a bragger Bm But my man's a heart attacker D Like McConaughey and Jagger C#7 F#m Hotter than a Saturday night F#m I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time) Bm I understand why you would want him (I don't mind) D And you can keep up all the chatter C#7 'bout my happy ever after F#m 'Cause all that really matters is he's mine I've got his nights, I've got his name There ain't no shame in this girl's game If he was yours, you'd do the same Without apologizing And he'd never tell you he don't want attention But he's just too damn good not to mention Chorus If he were a wine, he'd be the shelf at the top (Top) If he were a house, he'd be the end of the block (Block) Walked up to my heart and went, "Knock, knock, knock" So I've got to show him off Chorus: I don't wanna be a bragger But my man's a heart attacker (Oh, he is) Like McConaughey and Jagger Hotter than a Saturday night I can't help it that I flaunt him (All the time) I understand why you would want him (I don't mind) And you can keep up all the chatter 'bout my happy ever after 'Cause all that really matters is he's mine | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC#7 D F#m Bm |