Singin' A Cappella - The Idea of North

he bakes bread in the morning

takes the garbage out at night

and i love it when he holds me in his arms so tight

and when i’m down he picks me up

and he makes me feel alive

when it comes to love my man can really jive

but your heart’s split in two

between this man and something new

i know you know there’s only one thing left to do

compared to this he’s bland

you should play another hand

it’s such a pity that he’ll never understand

that you’re singin' a cappella do do do

singin' a cappella do do do

you’re singin' a cappella do do do

he’s your rockefeller do do do

but he don’t dig a cappella do do do

her beauty is such that it will never end

she’s my love, my hope, my dreams

my one and only friend

she said she’d always be with me

that she’d make a perfect wife

but i can’t go on leading a double life

she has to know you can’t vow to settle down

with her right now

but to tell her that — you’ll have to work out how

it’s not the best idea for you to let the truth appear

'cause you’d have to leave town if she were to hear

that you’re singin' a cappella do do do

couldn’t bear to tell her do do do

that you’re singin' a cappella do do do

she’s your cinderella do do do

but she don’t dig a cappella do do do

tell her that you’ve lost your mind

you can tell him that he’s not your kind

just tell them that they don’t appeal, but don’t reveal

that you’re singin' a cappella do do do

we’re singin' a cappella do do do

singin' a cappella do do do

we’re singin' a cappella do do do

nothin' could be better do do do

than singin' a cappella do do do

we’re singin' a cappella do do do

we’re gettin' down with ella do do do

and dancing with mandela do do do

'cause he’s such a funky fella do do do

we’re singin' a cappella do do do

under an umbrella do do do

yeah we’re singin' a cappella do do do

in a plane with a propeller do do do

we’re clearin' out the cellar do do do

while we’re singin' a cappella do do do

we’re drinkin' sasparilla do do do

and eatin' hot paella do do do

with-a lotsa mozzarella do do do

hope we don’t get salmonella do do do

you don’t need a fortune teller do do do

to be singin' a cappella do do do

we’re singin' a cappella do do do

like a beautiful rosella do do do

i’m not a real good speller do do do

but i’m writing a novella do do do

about singin' a cappella do do do

like a beautiful rosella do do do

where nothin' could be better do do do

than singin' a cappella do do do