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Video Karaoke Liedje Up the Junction - Squeeze

Deze opname is een cover van Up the Junction beroemd gemaakt door Squeeze

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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.

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Tempo: variabel (rond 123 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: E

Tijdsduur: 03:12 - Preview aan: 00:52

Release datum: 1979
Genres: Pop, Rock, Engels
Originele schrijver: Christopher Henry Difford, Glenn Martin Tilbrook

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

Lyrics Up the Junction

I never thought it would happen with me and the girl from Clapham
Out on a windy common that night I ain't forgotten
When she dealt out the rations with some or other passions
I said you are a lady perhaps she said I may be
We moved into a basement with thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing the railway arms we're missing
But love had got us hooked up and all our time it took up
I got a job with Stanley he said I'd come in handy and started me on monday so I had a bath on sunday
I worked eleven hours and bought the girl some flowers
She said she'd seen a doctor and nothing now could stop her
I worked all through the winter the weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner each week to make her better
And when the time was ready we had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire with little kicks inside her
This morning at four fifty
I took her rather nifty down to an incubator where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother if there could be another
And now she's two years older her mother's with a soldier
She left me when my drinking became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me from bar to street to Bookie
No more nights by the telly no more nights nappies smelling
Alone here in the kitchen
I feel there's something missing
I'd beg for some forgiveness but begging's not my business
And she won't write a letter although I always tell her
And so it's my assumption
I'm really up the junction

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