Yippee-ki-yay Duet chords by Kesha

• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Beginner

Key: D

Intro:

 C Am  Em                 F          C Am
Bitch, oh, I just got a brand new car
      Em         F
Vroom vroom, yee-haw

Verse 1:
C               Am
  The whiskey spilled, it's already gone
Em               F
  That dress you bought, go on and put it on
C            Am
  To waste tonight would be criminal
Em            F
Put my record on and sing it
C               Am
  It rained all year, but it's clearing up
Em           F
  I'm flying high, it's a miracle
C              Am
  I'm drinking spirits, I'm spiritual
Em               F
Good goddamn, yeehaw

Pre-Chorus:
C                  Am
Ooh, that's what I like
            Em                 F
I'm feeling loose, I'm feeling light
          C                  Am
I'm hella smooth like Miller Lite
          N.C.
I got the moves, I'm everybody's type (Hey)

Chorus:
N.C.
Bitch, I just got a brand new car
N.C.
Hose me down at the trailer park
N.C.
We lit up like a bonfire
N.C.
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
C                   Am
Bitch, I just got a brand new start
Em                   F
Call the cops, baby, kumbaya
C                Am
We lit up like a bonfire
        Em                    F
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Post-Chorus:
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
Bb                                N.C.
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yippee-ki-yay boop boop (ooh-ooh)

Verse 2:
C                     Am
I just pulled up in a brand new one
Em                        F
Bartender pour me up some damn fluid
       C                          Am
I just wanna see your pretty girl dance into it
N.C.                                     C
Drinks on me just 'cause I can do it, ya-ya
          Am                   Em
There's a party going on in my car
   F                         C
No gas I still end up at the bar
     Am
Spit shine the ornament
Em                     F
Kesha, your dolla sign fine I want more of it
C                   Am
Regular girls can’t handle my world I get bored of it
      Em                            F
Don’t order it if you don’t want to get into all sorts of shit
C
Park that booty next to this
     Am                              N.C.
It's evident you don’t know that I’m heaven sent
N.C.
Edison couldn’t get this lit I’m flexing in this bitch

Chorus:
C                   Am
Bitch, I just got a brand new car
Em                  F
Hose me down at the trailer park
C                Am
We lit up like a bonfire
        Em                    F
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
C                   Am
Bitch, I just got a brand new start
Em                   F
Call the cops, baby, kumbaya
C                Am
We lit up like a bonfire
        N.C.
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Post-Chorus:
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
Bb
Put your hand up in the sky, ya-ya
N.C.
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Verse 3:
          C                  Am
There's a two-for-one at the Dollar Tree
Em                        F
  Double-cupping straight gasoline
C                       Am
  Look around, the only ten I see
        N.C.
Is this barefoot baddie from Tennessee
      C                      Am
Gonna two-step stomp down to cowboy street
     Em                       F
(Two-step) Music good and the liquor is cheap
 C                         Am
(Ya) Pretty thing in these tight blue jeans
Em            F
Good goddamn, yeehaw

Pre-Chorus:
C                Am
Ooh, pass me the mic
            Em             F
I'm singing karaoke out of time
           C                Am
I'm out of tune, I'm out of line
          N.C.
So pay my bail if I go to jail tonight (Hey)

Chorus:
C                   Am
Bitch, I just got a brand new car
Em                  F
Hose me down at the trailer park
C                Am
We lit up like a bonfire
        Em                    F
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
C                   Am
Bitch, I just got a brand new start
Em                   F
Call the cops, baby, kumbaya
C                Am
We lit up like a bonfire
        Em                    N.C.
Singing yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya

Post-Chorus:
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
Bb
Put your hand up in the sky, ya-ya
N.C.
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
   Bb
Ya-ya (ya-ya) ya-ya (ya-ya)
Bb
Put your hand up in the sky, ya-ya
N.C.
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-ya-ya