A Cappella

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...