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Karaoké Mope - Bloodhound Gang

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Mope rendu célèbre par Bloodhound Gang

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 : 112 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Mim

Durée : 04:19 - Extrait à : 01:03

Date de sortie : 2000
Styles : Indé & Alternatif, Rap & Hip-Hop, Pop, Rock, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Ferdinand Bolland, Clifford Lee Burton, Lars Ulrich, James Hetfield, Mark William O Toole, Holly Johnson, Peter Gill, Rob Bolland, Harry Dean, Jared Hasselhoff Evil, Matthew Stigliano, Falco, Jimmy Pop, G Spanky

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

Paroles Mope

Tried to OD on the Cold-Eeze
Golden Girls got me sweatin' to the oldies
Hanging out like Double D's sip Long Island iced teas
Wrote to Mayor McCheese send a Shamrock Shake please
Three o' clock on the dot time to cruise for eighth graders
Rather tape the weather channel so that I can watch it later
Rerurns of Rerun so
What's happening?
Dee's knocked up and
Rog on crack again
Deep throat a whole Nutty Buddy
Make whoopie to a batch of silly Putty
Make a Spam and Colgate sandwich and ate it
Go through National Geographic and draw panties on the natives
So I like to dance naked in front of my pets
But my cat was inattentive so I sent him UPS
Playin' spin the bottle with my mom
I watch Cops with no pants on
Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like
Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a Party of Five
Luciano Pavarotti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
Dick around like Frankie
Goes to Hollywood
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum
Nowhere to go I can't wake up late
Just sit around and wait for my Old Spice to activate
Stalemate jailbait in My
So-Called Life imprisonment
Amazing what a good breakfast pickles make isn't it?
I like to pretend
I'm speed reading
Never lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing
Don't need a shower today just some Brut by Fabergé
Smell the ass of my jeans clean they'll do another day
And I recycle
I sniff my own farts
I dial the wrong number hope a conversation starts
I mean I might as well be listenin' to Journey
Givin' myself a mullet hook the Flowbee to the Kirby
Make a prank call pretendin' I'm a mime
Get stuck in traffic just to pass the time
Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Johnny Quest
Send me back my Etch-A-Sketch
Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like
Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a Party of Five
Luciano Pavarotti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
Dick around like Frankie
Goes to Hollywood
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums when you wanna cum
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums when you wanna cum
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums when you wanna cum
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums when you wanna cum
Yo yo yo yo yo what it is motherfuckers?
Ah shit here comes Pac-Man hey Pac-Man what's up?
Me you bitches I'm high on crack wanna freebase?
No Pac-Man drugs are bad nope can't help you man
Pussies oh holy shit
Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on
Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like
Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a party of five
Luciano Pavarotti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson bored like wood
Dick around like Frankie goes to Hollywood
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum
Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it
Relax don't do it when you wanna cum

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