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Black Ops 1 - Perk-A-Cola Jingles chords

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[Quick Revive]
C B Am D                        F#m
        When everything's, been draggin' you down 
Gm                        E
grabs you by the hair and pulls you to the ground 
D                   B      
if you wanna get up,    
E                 D     C B
you need a little revive
B            C     Am
If you wanna get up 
                      D  E B

C D C                    G
      When you need some help to get by 
C                                 D
something to make you feel strong 
F               Gm
Reach for Juggernog tonight
C                 F
sugar seduction delight 
F                     Gm
When you need to feel big and strong 
A                       F
reach for Juggernog tonight

[Speed Cola]
                E   F#m
Your hands are slow 
E                   G
your movements sluggish
C            F
your lack of speed
F    E
just brings you anguish
E              F
Just take a sip
you will move faster
G           F
Just try it now
F            E
And speed is mastered
Am                                G
Press those lips against the only one that really moves you
F          E              Am
Speed Cola speeds up your life

[Double Tap]
Cowboys can't shoot slow 
D          G
or they'll end up below
G    D
When they need some help
they reach for the root beer shelf (Yee-haw!)
Cowboys can't shoot slow
D          G
or they'll end up below
when they need some help
D              G
they reach for the root beer shelf. YA THIRSTY PARTNER!?

[PHD Flopper]
D                F
(PhD) Night-time scene
Gm        F
(PhD) The streets are mean
D                       F
(PhD) The things I have seen
Eb                         F
the good, the bad, and the in-between
Gm                              Am                D
When you dive to prone, you are surely gonna own, PhD (Flopper) 
D        Gm                        Am                            Bb                             C    D
When you dive to prone, it's gonna shake ya to the bone, all the zombies gonna groan, 'cause of PhD (PHD) 
F                             C Gm
The feelin's growing strong. (PhD) 
Gm                     F       D
So right that it feels wrong. (PhD) 
D               C             Gm
Like the chorus of a song. (PhD) 
Not short but not too long. 
Gm                           Am                   D                     C              D
Slap your body to the floor, everybody needs some more, of your lovin', your explosive lovin' 
D        Gm                        Am                            Bb                            C    D
When you dive to prone, it's gonna shake ya to the bone, all the zombies gonna groan, cause of PhD (PhD)

C D Am               D      C         D   Am            D
     Stamin-up-min-up Stamin-up-min-up Stamin-up-min-up 
D             Am         D
When you need some extra runnin'
Am                           D
when you need some extra time
when you want to keep on gunnin'
Am                            D
when you like a twist of lime
Am                           D
When you need to keep on moving
Am                      D
when you need to get away.
Am                         D
When you need to keep on groovin'
Am                       D
when you need that vitamin K
Am                      D
Babe, you know you want me
Am                    E
Let's run the extra mile
Am                           D
I'll open your eyes and I'll make you see
D         Am            D
I'll make it worth your while
 D                  Am                    C   D
(It's Stamin-Up-min-up!) Sounds like it's Stamin-Up time
Oh yeah, drink it baby. Drink it

[Deadshot Daiquiri]
E B Am B   E                    Am            B
        To error is human to forgive is divine
E                              Am            B
Well I'm not forgiving and the error ain't mine
E                                     Am          B
They ain't quite human; least they're not to my eyes.
Am                                     B
One sip of this and I'll give them the shock of their lives
B     E  
Yeah, we got the guns and we got the bombs
E                          Am         B
In deadshot heaven, we pop skulls for fun
E                  Am          B
Zero in baby, zero on that spot
Am                 B
The hot spot baby, give it all you got
B  Am                    E
So quit complaining, about your bad aiming
E      Am
Just try, try again for me
Am       B                   C        D      E
With the headshot power of a Deadshot Daiquiri!

[Mule Kick]
Legend tells us of a man
Am                   C
a hero in a tortured land
where Señoritas lived in fear
Their lonely nights in deep despair
              Am C D Am
he was EL BURRO! 
Am                            C                                          D           Am
Across the fields, across the plains. He ran so fast he dodged the rain. He was El Burro
C                  D               Bb       C               Am
He hurried in to save the day, gun in hand, and thrice they say
Am                         C                                    D                          Am
He was strong like a Mule, he was stubborn like a Mule, he even kicked like a Mule, El Burro (El Burro)
C                   D
A man not equal, so they say
D            Bb         Am
But some and more, it's just the way
Bb            Am 
He was El Burro  
F            Am C         Am

Friends, neighbors, ladies, gentlemen,
Bb        Gm
If you're feeling under powered,
Gm        Bb
I'll help you make ammends,
Stick your weapon in the slot,
And let it change your luck,
Few things in life are guaranteed
But I promise this wont suck
Eb                                 Gm
Punch your fists into the air, and raise a rebel yell!
There's lotsa baduns out there
F   Bb
You need to send to hell.
Bb   Eb
With Pack-A-Punch I have a hunch,
Eb         Gm  
Your problems will be gone,
But if you end up on the ground,
F      Bb
Sing a country western song.
Pack-A-Punch (everybody!),
Pack-A-Punch (yee-haw!),
Bb     Gm
Gm     Bb
Pack-A-Punch (everybody!),
Bb     Gm
Pack-A-Punch (yee-haw!),
Gm     Bb
Pack-A-Punch (WOOOOWOO!) 

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