[Intro]
(spoken)
I feel like hip hop
Used to be a voice for the voiceless, you know?
And now it's become, at least in the mainstream,
A symbol of misogyny, gay panic, fiscal irresponsibility.
So I figure,
If you can't beat 'em,
Join 'em.
[Verse 1]
G
Hittin' the club up vip
D
I got a fake mustache and a fake id.
Em
I look like Wooly Willy
C
With a really wooly willy.
G
And I bypass the bouncer,
D
Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wowser.
Em
Look at all of Bo's hoes
C
Looking for a ride on Bo's hose.
G D
And I spot a little Latino, booty so big call it Oprah's ego.
Em C
We go to it, through it, she says, "Dios m�a mi amigo!"
G D
Pull it out, stick it in your mouth, and I bust in the back of ya.
Em C
Swallow bitch, there's people starving in Africa!
[Chorus]
G
Single every single day
D
Do it every single way
Em
Make the single ladies say
C
Oooh Bo
G
And if I were gay,
D
Though I swear I'm straight,
Em
I'd make the fellas say...
[Verse 2]
G
You're an ice cream sundae with a cherry on top,
D
But careful, cherry, 'cause I'm the King of Pop.
Em
Pop pop pop goes my weasel,
C
Now ya looking like Jackson Pollock's easel.
G
My suggestion is:
D
You don't blow 'til you know what congestion is,
Em
Swallow when you know what digestion is.
C
Follow Bo, the only question is:
G
Have you been splattered before
D
By the mad-hatter matador?
Em
Cake-batter never more
C
It don't matter whether you're
G
Spanish, French,
D
Swedish or Cambodian,
Em C
I'll slime you so hard you could be on Nickelodeon.
[Chorus with slightly different ending]
G
Single every single day
D
Do it every single way
Em
Make the single ladies say
C
Oooh Bo
G
And if I were gay,
D
Though I swear I'm straight,
Em
I'd make the fellas say
C
Oooh Bo
G
Oh Bo-o,
D
ooh Bo, Bo
Em
A-a-Oooh Bo,
C
Oooh Bo,
G D
Oooh Bo
G
You think that you can handle me?
D
Girl, don't make me laugh.
Em
I said my junk is bipolar
C
It'll split you in half (yea).
G
And if you're lucky,
D
I might just bring you home,
Em
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And I'll have you going down
C
Like you're growin' an extra chromosome.
G
And when you grab me,
D
Don't grab me by my buns
Em C
'Cause I got a bad case of the ru-ruunnnns.
G D
I got the runs
Em C
I got the ru-you-you-uuuns
[Chorus]
G
Single every single day
D
Do it every single way
Em
Make the single ladies say
C
Oooh Bo
G
And if I were gay,
D
Though I swear I'm straight,
Em
I'd make the fellas say
C
Oooh Bo
[Bridge]
(play G D Em C throughout)
(Spoken)
I wanna break it down for ya'll
I came from the streets, with nothin'
Now I'm makin' hit records
For my people still livin' in the streets,
Still livin' in poverty, I wanna tell you
I'm doin' this for you.
My success is your success.
And I know you may be thinkin',
Hey, if you really believe that,
Why don't you use some of your money
To help rebuild the neighborhood
Instead of putting spinning rims on a gold jet ski?
And to that I say (uh, chorus is comin' up):
[Chorus]
G
Single every single day
D
Do it every single way
Em
Make the single ladies say
C
Oooh Bo
G
And if I were gay,
D
Though I swear I'm straight
Em
I'd make the fellas say
C
Unh Unh!
[Verse 3]
G
You gotta fume like a tuna,
D
I'll smell ya later.
Em
I met a fat chick
C
And fucked her in an elevator.
G D
It was wrong on so many levels.
Em C
It was wrong on so many le-le-le-levels.
G D
It was wrong on so many levels (unh).
Em C D
It was wrong on, it was wrong on, it was wrong on
[Chorus with key change]
A
Single every single day
E
Do it every single way
F#m
Make the single ladies say
D
Oooh Bo
A
And if I were gay,
E
Though I swear I'm straight,
F#m
I'd make the fellas say
D
Oooh
A
Single every single
E
Do it every single
F#m
Pop that single like a Pringle jingle
D
Oooh Bo
A
This song's almost completed
E
All this little ditty needed
F#m
Instrument that's double reeded:
D
The oboe
[Outro]
A D F#m D
