Yankovic Weird Al - Callin In Sick
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| Band name | Yankovic Weird Al |
| Song name | Callin In Sick |
| Tab type | Chords |
| Added | 07/14/2008 |
| Size | 2.13 kb |
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Callin' In Sick "Weird Al" Yankovic ==================== (subtle bass and guitar with minimal drums [ie. closed hi-hat]) E C G A C B Hit my snooze alarm for the 27th time E C G A C B Just don't feel like going to work - I think I'll call my boss then I'm A B C D A Gonna hack and cough and wheeze B C D Swear I've got some strange disease A B C D What's that little twerp gonna say? Hey... (Chorus) - (Hard rock style, lots of crashes, overdriven guitar) E C C G A I'm callin' in sick today E C C G A Callin' in sick today I could shine my pennies or clean my lava lamp I could spend all day in my underwear watching "Ernest Goes To Camp" I could sit and count my hair I could burp my Tupperware I'm not busy now anyway. Hey.......... (Chorus) E C C G A I'm callin' in sick today E C C G A Callin' in sick today E C C G A Ain't going to work, no way E C C G A G Callin' in sick today (Bridge) - (same as chorus) B A B A I can do anything I want to B A B A I am invincible now B A B A I'm on fire, baby B D I'm alive, I'm alive, can you hear me, world? E I'm alive! Maybe I'll spend all day staring at the sun and trying not to squint Maybe I'll make a huge color tapestry from my bellybutton lint When I'm sick of takin' abuse I just make up some lame excuse Freedom's just seven digits away. Hey... (Chorus) E C C G A I'm callin' in sick today E C C G A Callin' in sick today E C C G A Ain't going to work, no way E C C G A G Callin' in sick today B B B A A A G G F# D E (hold on E) Little Riff they play in the chorus e ------------------------------------ B -------0-0-------------------------- G ---0-2-----2-0----0----------------- D -2-------------2-----2-2------------ A ------------------------------------ E ------------------------------------