The tab already existing is wrong. Here are chords Conor plays
A peacock, people left the plumes in a pile
They look good to fold
And the Gulf water's warm like a bathtub
Full of lavender and epsom salt
See a bleach blond boy put his longboard down
Help his girl get her sunscreen on
I thought about you in your little house
Think you're lonely but I could be wrong and...
I wanna be a bootlegger
Wanna mix you up something strange
Braid your hair like a sister
Maim you like a hurricane
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad
Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand
He's got a get-well-card to deliver
He's gonna do it by hand, he's gonna do it by hand