[Am]Tell me whats makin' you jump like that! S-I-M-P, Squirrels in my pants! Ain't [Am]got no chic
Let me [G]tell you about my buddy, he's 3,000 years old, He's wrapped in bandages and covered in m
[A]My neme'-[D]neme', [G]ooh, my neme'-[D]neme'-neme' [A]My neme'-[D]neme', [G]ooh, my neme'-[D]ne
[Dm]Listen up people and I'll teach ya [Dm]'Bout Phineas and Ferb and the backyard beach yeah [Dm]
[Am]I can see the things you're doin' and you think that I'm naïve [Am]But when I get the goods on
Stepping [D]on the greens in her designer jeans She's the [G]disco miniature golfing queen Wearing
I bear [C]lots of animosity to bell hops, They [F]never bring my luggage up on [Dm]time. And [G]t
