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Video Karaoke Liedje Mope - Bloodhound Gang

Deze opname is een cover van Mope beroemd gemaakt door Bloodhound Gang

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 112 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: Em

Tijdsduur: 04:19 - Preview aan: 01:03

Release datum: 2000
Genres: Alternative rock, Rap & Hip-Hop, Pop, Rock, Engels
Originele schrijver: 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

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics 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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