Soffía Sóley This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls. 2 Table of contents Billionaire . 4 Call Me Maybe . 5 Die Young . 7 Don’t Stop Believing . 9 Euphoria . 10 Fix you . 11 Get lucky . 12 Girl On Fire . 14 Hallelujah . 15 Hjálpaðu mér upp . 16 Húsið og ég . 17 I Knew You Were Trouble . 18 I Need A Dollar (buzzin) . 20 I Won't Give Up . 22 Just Give Me A Reason . 23 Just The Way You Are . 25 Knockin' on heaven's door . 26 Last kiss . 27 Little Things . 28 Locked Out Of Heaven . 30 Marry you . 31 Mirrors . 33 Only teardrops . 35 Radioactive . 36 Sexy and I Know It . 37 Some nights . 38 Somewhere over the rainbow . 40 Stay . 41 Summer of '69 . 42 Titanium . 43 Vertu þú sjálfur . 44 This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls. 3 What Are Words . 45 When you're around . 46 You’re beautiful . 48 Ég á líf . 49 This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls. 4 Billionaire Song by: Philip Lawrence ásamt fleirum. Lyrics by: Philip Lawrence ásamt fleirum. ArtistsBruno Mars ásamt fleirum. A C#7 F#m E D A/G# A C#7 A I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad I'll be playing basketball with the President, dunking on his delegates F#m E C#7 buy all of the things I never had then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette A C#7 F#m I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine toss a double milli in the air just for the heck of it F#m E E smiling next to Oprah and the Queen but keep the fives, twentys, tens, and bens completely separate A D E F#m and yeah I'll be in a whole new tax bracket Oh, every time I close my eyes C#7 D E F#m we in recession but let me take a crack at it I see my name in shining lights F#m D E A A/G# F#m I'll probably take whatever's left and just split it up A different city every nightoh I E E D E so everybody that I love can have a couple bucks I swear the world better prepare A F#m and not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was, for when I'm a billionaire C#7 eating good, sleeping soundly A F#m Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah I know we all have a similar dream C#7 E I would be the host of, everyday Christmas, give Travie ago wish in yourlist pocket pull out your wallet F#m I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt and put it in the air and sing E and adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit A C#7 A I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad give away a few Mercedes like here lady have this F#m E C#7 buy all of the things I never had and last but not least grant somebody their last wish A C#7 F#m I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine its been a couple months since I've single so F#m E E smiling next to Oprah and the Queen you can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho A D E F#m get it, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit Oh, every time I close my eyes C#7 D E F#m and damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did I see my name in shining lights F#m D E A A/G# F#m yeah can't forget about me stupid A different city every nightoh I E E D E everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music I swear the world better prepare F#m D E F#m for when I'm a billionaire Oh, every time I close my eyes A C#7 D E F#m I wanna be a billionaire so frickin bad! I see my name in shining lights D E A A/G# F#m A different city every nightoh I E D E I swear the world better prepare F#m for when I'm a billionaire This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls. 5 Call Me Maybe Song by: Tavish Crowe Lyrics by: Carly Rae Jepsen ArtistsCarly Rae Jepsen C G Em D C G D I threw a wish in the well, so call me, maybe? Em Don't ask me, I'll never tell C D C G I looked to you as it fell, You took your time with the call, C Em and now you're in my way I took no time with the fall G D I trade my soul for a wish, You gave me nothing at all, Em C pennies and dimes for a kiss but still, you're in my way D G I wasn't looking for this, I beg, and borrow and steal, C Em but now you're in my way Have foresight and it's real D C G I didn't know I would feel it, Your stare was holdin', C D but it's in my way Ripped jeans, skin was showin' Em C G C G Hot night, wind was blowin' Your stare was holdin', D D Where you think you're going, baby? Ripped jeans, skin was showin' Em C G C G Hot night, wind was blowin' Hey, I just met you, D D Em Where you think you're going, baby? and this is crazy, C G C G but here's my number, Hey, I just met you, D D Em so call me, maybe? and this is crazy, C G C G It's hard to look right, but here's my number, D Em D at you baby, so call me, maybe? C G C G but here's my number, It's hard to look right, D D Em so call me, maybe? at you baby, C G C G Hey, I just met you, but here's my number, D Em D and this is crazy, so call me, maybe? C G C G but here's my number, Hey, I just met you, D D Em so call me, maybe? and this is crazy, C G C G And all the other boys, but here's my number, D Em D try to chase me, so call me, maybe? C G C G but here's my number, And all the other boys, This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls. 6 D Em try to chase me, C G but here's my number, D so call me, maybe? C G D Before you came into my life Em I missed you so bad C G I missed you so bad D I missed you so, so bad C G D Before you came into my life Em I missed you so bad C G And you should know that D I missed you so, so bad C G Hey, I just met you, D Em and this is crazy, C G but here's my number, D so call me, maybe? C G It's hard to look right, D Em at you baby, C G but here's my number, D so call me, maybe? C G Hey, I just met you, D Em and this is crazy, C G but here's my number, D so call me, maybe? C G And all the other boys, D Em try to chase me, C G but here's my number, D so call me, maybe? This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls. 7 Die Young Song by: Ke$ha ásamt fleirum. Lyrics by: Ke$ha ásamt fleirum. ArtistsKe$ha Bm A D G D G Capo á 2. bandi So while you're here in my arms, Bm A D Bm A D G Bm A D G Let's make the most of the night G Bm A D Bm A D G like we're gonna die young, I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums G Bm A D Bm A D G Bm A we're gonna die young Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone G Bm A D G D G we're gonna die young So while you're here in my arms, Bm A D Bm A D Let's make the most of the night Let's make the most of the night G Bm A D G G Bm A D like we're gonna die young like we're gonna die young, G Bm A D Bm A D G Bm A D G we're gonna die young G Bm A D G Bm A D we're gonna die young Let's make the most of the night Bm A D G Bm Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young G Bm A D G like we're gonna die young Bm A Young hunks, taking shots Bm A D G Bm A D G D G Stripping down to dirty socks Bm A D Bm A Let's make the most of the night Music up, gettin' hot G Bm D G Bm like we're gonna die young Kiss me, give me all you've got A D G Bm Bm A It's pretty obvious that you've got a crush (you know) Young hearts, out our minds A D G D G That magic in your pants, it's making me blush (for sure) Running til' we outta time Bm A Bm A D G Wild child's lookin' good Looking for some trouble tonight D G Bm A D G Livin' large just like we should Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side Bm A D G Bm A D G Don't care who's watching when we tearing it up (you know)Like it's the last night of our lives Bm A D G Bm A D G That magic that we got nobody can touch (for sure) We'll keep dancing till we die Bm A D G Bm A D G Bm A D G Looking for some trouble tonight Bm A D G Bm A D G Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums Bm A D G Bm A D G Bm A Like it's the last night of our lives Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone Bm A D G D G We'll keep dancing till we die So while you're here in my arms, Bm A D Bm A D G Let's make the most of the night I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums G Bm A D Bm A D G Bm A like we're gonna die young, Oh, what a shame that you came here with someone This songbook was generated at www.guitarparty.com Bls.