A Capella

Oh.. yeah-ah,  Volvo Yeah... dap-dap shoo-wop,  oh       Little boy, lift your head and carry on       We're gonna save your life with an a cappella song       With a scooby scoob and a bap chooiah       Little boy, you're gonna be just fine       Oooo Woolen Hats       Ahhhh Bap, Leather Straps     Ooh... Smile Look on your face like you know Jesus personally   (So what makes a cappella 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 trum    -    pet when we've got Tom                                        We don't even need an U - ber app We just bap Open up Take me home; here it is, now stop. That is a cappella to me. Boodelooap, boodelooap Boodelooap, boodelooap Everybody's wondering why we're singing Boodelooap That's because they've never tasted Boo - delooap Nigerian soft drink Boodelooap One sip and you never go back Boodelooap! Now, let's go fight those bullies With a cappella's strongest weapon It's the, 'we can do any style' trick Come on ROCK! Rock, rock, mm, rock, oh-ohh... Ooh, rock you Come on HIP HOP RAP! Yo yo yo, gangsta man My    vocal cords is my gun. Rap-bap-bap-bap-bap-shoo-ow Ski-bi-di bi-bi-di bi-bi-di bi-bi-di bip, pa-pow! Ooh... 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 cappella now. "I do?" But hey, before I leave - give me a style and an artist. n.c. "Michael Jackson? Samba?" You got it! 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...