(C#m)Well, well, well!

What have we here?

Sand y Claws, huh?

Oh, I’m (Ab7)real ly (C#dim7)scared.

So (Bbm)you’re the one ev ’ry bod y’s talk in’ a bout.

(Gb7)Ha, ha, ha.

You’re (Ebm)jok in’!

You’re jok in’!

I (Abm)can’t be lieve my (Bb)eyes.

You’re (Ebm)jok in’ me.

You got ta be.

This (Cb7)can’t be the right (Bb)guy.

He’s (Abm)an cient!

He’s ug ly!

I (E)don’t know which is (Eb)worse.

I (Dbm)might just split a seam now, if I (A7)don’t die laugh ing (Ab7)first.

When (Cm6)Mis ter Oog ie Boog ie says there’s trou ble close at hand, you’d bet ter pay at ten tion now ’cause (Ab7)I’m the (G7)Boog ie (Cm6)Man.

And (Fm)if you are n’t shak in’, that there’s (Cm)some thing ver y wrong.

’Cause (Cm)this may (G7)be the (Cm)last time Claws you (A)hear the (G7)Boog ie (Cm)song.

Oh,

oh,

oh,

oh.

Oh,

oh, I’m the (Ab7)Oog ie (G7)Boog ie (Cm)Man!

Well, (Cm6)if I’m feel ing ant sy and I’ve noth in’ much to do, I might just cook a spe cial batch of (Ab7)snake and (G7)spi der (Cm6)stew.

And (Fm)don’t ya know the one thing that would (Cm)make it work so nice?

A (Cm)ro ly (G7)po ly (Cm)Sand y Claws to (A)add a (G7)lit tle (Cm)spice.

Oh,

oh,

oh,

oh.

Oh,

oh, I’m the (Ab7)Oog ie (G7)Boog ie (Cm)Man!

Well, oh,

I’m the (Ab7)Oog ie (G7)Boog ie (Cm)Man!

Re (C#m)lease me now or you must face the di re con se quenc es.

The chil dren are ex pect ing me, so (A7)please come (Ab7)to your (C#dim7)sens es.

(Ab7)Ha!

You’re (Ebm)jok in’!

You’re jok in’!

I (Abm)can’t be lieve my (Bb)ears!

Would (Ebm)some one shut this fel la up?

I’m (Cb7)drown in’ in my (Bb)tears.

It’s (Abm)fun ny.

I’m laugh in’.

You (Em)real ly are too (Eb)much.

And (Dbm)now, with your per mis sion, I’m (A7)going to do my (Ab7)stuff.

The (Dm)sound of roll ing dice to me is mu sic in the air, ’cause I’m a gam bling Boog ie Man, al (Bb7)though I (A7)don’t play (Dm)fair.

It’s (Gm)much more fun, I must con fess, with (Dm)lives on the line.

Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy.

Now that ’d (A7)be just (Dm)fine.

Re (Ebm)lease me fast or you will have to (Cb7)an swer (Bb7)for this (Adim)hei nous (Bb7)act.

Oh, (Fm)broth er, you’re some thin’.

You (Bbm)put me in a (C7)spin.

You (Fm)are n’t com pre hend in’ the po (Bbm)si tion that you’re (C)in.

It’s (Bbm)hope less!

You’re fin ished!

You (F#m)have n’t got a (D)prayer, ’cause I’m (Ebm)Mis ter Oog ie Boog ie, and (Adim)you ain’t (Bb7)go in’ no (Ebm)where!