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Karaoké Taylor - Jack Johnson

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Taylor rendu célèbre par Jack Johnson

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

Votre achat vous permet de télécharger cette vidéo dans tous ces formats, et ce sans limite.

À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo identique à l'original : 87 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Do

Durée : 03:58 - Extrait à : 01:05

Date de sortie : 2003
Styles : Soft Rock, Folk, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : Jack Hody Johnson

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles Taylor

They say Taylor was a good girl never one to be late
Complain express ideas in her brain
Working on the night shift passin out the tickets
You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
Well mommy's little dancer's quite a little secret
Working on the streets now never gonna keep it
It's quite an imposition and now she's only wishin'
That she would have listened to the words they said
Poor Taylor
She just wanders around unaffected by
The winter winds yeah and she'll pretend that
Well she's somewhere else so far and clear
About two thousands miles from here
Oh Peter Patrick pitter patters on the window
And sunny silhouette won't let him in
Poor old Pete's got nothin 'cos he's been fallin'
But somehow sunny knows just where he's been
He thinks that singin' on a sunday's gonna save his soul but now that Saturday's gone
Well sometimes he thinks that he's on his way but I can see
That his break lights are on
And he just wanders around unaffected by
The winter winds yeah and he'll pretend that
Well he's somewhere else so far and clear
About two thousands miles from here
She's such a tough enchilada filled up with nada
Givin' what you gotta give to get a dollar bill
She used to be a limber chick in time's a been tickin'
Now she's finger licking to the man
With the money in his pocket flying in his rocket
Only stoppin by on his way to a better world
If Taylor finds a better world
Taylor's gonna run away

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