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Video Karaoke Liedje Numbers - Bobby Bare

Deze opname is een cover van Numbers beroemd gemaakt door Bobby Bare

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)

Tempo: variabel (rond 129 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: G

Tijdsduur: 05:02 - Preview aan: 02:55

Release datum: 1981
Genres: Country, Engels
Componist: Shel Silverstein

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

Lyrics Numbers

I was sittin' in Friday's suckin' on a glass of wine
When in walked a chick who almost struck me blind
Had wet blue eyes and her legs were long and fine
On a scale of one to ten
I'd give her a nine
Now on my scale there ain't no ten's you know
Nine is about as far as any chick can go
So I flashed her a smile but she didn't even look at me
So for brains and good judgement
I'd give her a three
I said hey sweet thing you look like a possible eight
You and me could make eighteen if your head's on straight
She looked up and down my perfect frame
And said these words that burned into my perfect brain
She said well another one of those macho-matician men
Kind who grade all women on scales of one to ten
Oh now you give me an eight well that's a generous thing to do
Now let's just see just how much I give you
She said you comin' on to me with that phony numbers jive
Your style makes me smile
I give it a five
When you walked up
I noticed that suit of yours
It's last year's double-knit frayed-cuffs, give it a four
And that must be your car parked out on the curb
That sixty-nine homemade convertible a three and a third
Now as for that build
I guess you're less than five
Except for your pot belly
I'd give that a ten for size
That wine you're pourin' might be fine to you
But I'm used to fine champagne
I give it a two
It's hard to tell what your flashin' smile is worth
I give it a six, you could use some dental work
But It's your struttin' rooster act that really makes me laugh
It may be a ten to these country hens
But to me, a three and a half
And there really ain't much
To add once the subtraction's done
And since there ain't no zeroes
I give you a one
And she walked out while up and down the line
The whole bar was laughin' said' Bare
What happened to your nine
Nine says I hell soon as she started to talk I knew
She didn't have no class
I barely gave her a two
Yeah no matter how good they look at first
There's flaws in all of them
That's why on a scale
Of ten to one friend there ain't no tens

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