F#  E  B(add9)  F#  E  B  F# 
INTRO 
 
 
F#        E                       B 
She's the last girl I thought I'd ever see here, 
F#                   E                   B         F# 
But there stands the preacher's daughter holding a beer. 
               E            B 
A tattoo of an angel on the small of her back, 
    F# E     B    F# 
How co-ol is that? 
                     E              B 
She probably don't remember me, its been a long, long time, 
F#             E                       B                F# 
About then she turned around and kinda stared at me and smiled. 
                    E               B 
She said "I had the hots for you in Sunday school class." 
                F# E     B     F# 
Now tell me how co-ol is that? 
 
 
 
    B(add9)   F#maj7          F# 
How cool is a hot summer night, 
         A                 Abm                   F# 
When the stars line up and everything feels just right. 
    B(add9)  F#maj7        F# 
How cool is  knowing inside, 
     A                                      Abm         Db 
That I'm the one she's lookin' at with that look in her eyes. 
 
 
 
E   B(add9)  Abm   B   Dbsus  Db 
INSTRUMENTAL 
 
 
 
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About then I asked if she was still seeing her whats-his-name, 
          F#            E                 B                F# 
She said "Has it really been that long? A lot of things've changed." 
                E                         B 
She brushed her hair back and said "Lets not talk about the past." 
         F# E     B    F#  
Hah, how co-ol is that? 
 
 
 
    B(add9)   F#maj7          F# 
How cool is a hot summer night, 
         A                 Abm                   F# 
When the stars line up and everything feels just right. 
    B(add9)  F#maj7        F# 
How cool is  knowing inside, 
     A                                      Abm         Db 
That I'm the one she's lookin' at with that look in her eyes 
 
 
 
B(add9)   F#maj7   F#  A   Abm   F# 
INSTRUMENTAL 
 
 
 
    B(add9)  F#maj7         F#  
How cool is  knowing inside, 
     A                                      Abm         Db 
That I'm the one she's lookin' at with that look in her eyes. 
 
 
 
F#        E                       B 
She's the last girl I thought I'd ever see here, 
F#                   E                   B         B(add9) 
But there stands the preacher's daughter holding a beer.