Ab * = x02430
ORDER: I C1 INT1 A1 C2 B1 C3 O
[INTRO]
(4 measures beatbox)
Ab | | Eb/G | |
Oh.. yeah-ah, Volvo
Fm | | Db | |
Yeah... dap-dap shoo-wop, oh
[CHORUS 1]
Ab
Little boy, lift your head and carry on
Eb/G
We're gonna save your life with an a cappella song
Fm
With a scooby scoob and a bap chooiah
Db
Little boy, you're gonna be just fine
Ab
Oooo Woolen Hats
Ebadd9/G
Ahhhh Bap, Leather Straps
Fm
Ooh... Smile
Db6
Look on your face like you know Jesus personally
[INTERLUDE 1]
Ab
(So what makes a cappella so cool?
Ab *
Well, you only need your voice
Ab
And nothing else!)
[A1]
Gbadd9
We don't need any drums
Dbadd9/F n.c. | |
All we need is John
Gb6/9 Dbadd9/F
We don't need any trum - pet
Ab Dbadd9/F Ab/Eb Db6/9 Ab/C
when we've got Tom
Eb7sus4/Bb Abadd9/C
We don't even need an U - ber app
We just bap
Db/Eb
Open up
Bb7/D Eb
Take me home; here it is, now stop.
That is a cappella to me.
[CHORUS 2]
Ab
Boodelooap, boodelooap
Eb
Boodelooap, boodelooap
Everybody's wondering why we're singing
Fm
Boodelooap
Cm Fm
That's because they've never tasted
Dbadd9
Boo - delooap
Nigerian soft drink
Ab
Boodelooap
One sip and you never go back
Bbm Ab
Boodelooap!
[B1]
Eb Fm7
Now, let's go fight those bullies
Dbmaj7
With a cappella's strongest weapon
Eb
It's the, 'we can do any style' trick
Eb/F
Come on
F
ROCK!
Bbm
Rock, rock, mm, rock, oh-ohh...
Bbm
Ooh, rock you
Come on
HIP HOP RAP!
Fm
Yo yo yo, gangsta man
Csus4/G C/G
My vocal cords is my gun.
Fm/Ab
Rap-bap-bap-bap-bap-shoo-ow
Bbm7
Ski-bi-di bi-bi-di bi-bi-di bi-bi-di bip, pa-pow!
Abadd9/C
Ooh...
[CHORUS 3]
Ab Eb
Hey G-man, come on the tour bus and live the dream life with us
Fm
"Oh sorry G-man, I want to stay here with the gang
Db
I know it's a tough life, but it's my life."
Oh G-man, I hope you learned something today
Ab
"You bet! Don't worry about me now."
Eb
I don't, I trust in you, you know a cappella now.
Fm
"I do?"
Db
But hey, before I leave - give me a style and an artist.
n.c.
"Michael Jackson? Samba?"
You got it!
[OUTRO] (from "Bad")
G7
Your butt is mine
Gonna tell you right
Just show your face
In broad daylight
I'm telling you
On how I feel
Gonna hurt your mind
Don't shoot to kill...
