Ylvis - A Capella | Текст песни

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Little boy, lift your head and carry on
We're gonna save your life
With an a capella song
With a scooby scoob
And a bap chooiah
Little boy, you're gonna be just fine
Oooo Woolen Hats
Ahhhh Bap, Leather Straps
oOoo Smile
Look on your face like you know Jesus personally
(So what makes a capella so cool?
Well, you only need your voice,
And nothing else!)
We don't need any drums
All we need is John
We don't need any trumpet
when we've got Tom
We don't even need an Uber app
We just bap,
Open up,
Take me home,
Here it is, now stop.
That is a capella to me.
Boodelooap x5
Everybody's wondering why we're singing
Boodelooap
That's because they've never tasted
Boodelooap
Nigerian soft drink
Boodelooap
One sip and you never go back

Boodelooap!
Now, let's go fight those bullies
With a capella's strongest weapon
It's the, 'we can do any style' trick
Come on,
ROCK!
Come on,
HIP HOP RAP!
Yo yo yo,
Gangsta man
My vocal cords
Is my gun.
Hey G-man,
Come on the tour bus and live the dream life with us
Oh sorry G-man, I want to stay here with the gang
I know it's a tough life, but it's my life
Oh G-man, I hope you learned something today
You bet! Don't worry about me now.
I don't, I trust in you, you know a capella now.
I do?
But hey, before I leave
Give me a style and an artist.
Michael Jackson? Samba?
You got it!

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