A D E A
                          A +6       +6       +6    +6
         Well, I was buffaloed in Buffalo
         And I was entertained in Houston
       F#                                                 E
         New York, yew nork, you got to choose one
                             A                                        (F)      (G) (A)  (G)   (F) A
         Cause it's a tripe face boogie, going to boogie my sneakers away

                             E
                      Well, I don't want your money
                    F#                 A2            B2
                      And I don't want your time
                      B2                                               G
                      Please don't tripe me honey and I'll give you back your dime
                               A                                         (F)      (G) (A)  (G)   (F) A
                      It's a hype face boogie, going to boogie my sneakers away
                                          *Interlude*     C E A (x2)  G

         Now I don't dig potato chips
         And I can't dig torts
                  F#                      (extra measure of F#)   E
         Well, tripe my guacamole baby (it's a guaca)  -  tripe my shorts
                  A                                    (F)      (G) (A)  (G)   (F) A
         It's a tripe face boogie, gonna boogie my sneakers away

                                          E
                                    It's a hype boogie
                                    Tripe boogie
                                    Hype boogie
                                  C             G     G
                                    All night long
                                            *Interlude*    E2 space jam (x16)
                                                                        A slide jam (x8)
                                                                           E (G#)(B)(C#) E2
                                                                              (E)(F#)(G#)

     You bring your guitar, I'll bring the wine
     Wanna tripe my guacamole baby
     Just a one more time
                       A                                             F
     I said give tripe face boogie - I said lookout!
    (F)   (G)(A)  (G)(F) A                    F
     Give tripe face away - I said lookout!
     Give tripe face a day - I said lookout...
                                                                      (F)(G)(A)(G)(F) A
                                                                            A flourish