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    3min08s :

    Télécharger « Uh eah uh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang Lyrics!.mp3 »

     

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang
    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang (Repeat x2)

    Duh Duh Duh DoDoDoDo

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang
    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang (Repeat x2)

    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    I told the Witch Doctor I was in love with you
    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    I told the Witch Doctor I was in love with you
    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    And the Witch Doctor he told me what to do
    He told me

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang
    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang (Repeat x2)

    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    I told the Witch Doctor you didn't love me true
    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    I told the Witch Doctor you didn't love me nice
    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    And then the Witch Doctor he gave me this advice

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang
    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang (Repeat x2)

    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    I told the Witch Doctor you didn't love me true
    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    I told the Witch Doctor you didn't love me nice
    (Duh Duh DoDo)
    And then the Witch Doctor he gave me this advice

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang
    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang (Repeat x2)

    You can keep your love from me just like you were a miser
    And I'll admit it wasn't very smart
    So I went out and found myself a guy that's so much wiser
    And he taught me the way to win your heart

    Duh Duh Duh DoDoDoDo

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah (Repeat x4)
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang

    Comon and

    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang
    Uhh ehh uh ah ah
    Ting tang walla walla bing bang (Repeat x2)

     

     

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    3min01s :

    Télécharger « My Grandfather's Clock.mp3 »

     

    My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf
    So it stood ninety years on the floor
    It was taller by half than the old man himself
    Though it weighed not a pennyweight more

    It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born
    And was always his treasure and pride
    But it stopped, short never to go again
    When the old man died

    Ninety years without slumbering
    His life seconds numbering
    It stopped, short never to go again
    When the old man died

    My grandfather said that of those he could hire
    Not a servant so faithful he found
    For it wasted no time and had but one desire
    At the close of each week to be wound

    And it kept in its place, not a frown upon its face
    And its hands never hung by its side
    But it stopped short, never to go again
    When the old man died

    It rang and alarmed in the dead of the night
    An alarm that for years had been dumb
    And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight
    That his hour for departure had come

    Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime
    As we silently stood by his side
    But it stopped short, never to go again
    When the old man died

    Ninety years without slumbering
    His life seconds numbering
    It stopped short, never to go again
    When the old man died

     

     

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    4min17s :

    Télécharger « Cotton Eye Joe.mp3 »

     

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
    ...
    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
    ...

    He came to town like a midwinter storm
    He rode through the fields so hansome and strong
    His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
    But all he had come for was having some fun

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
    ...

    He brought disaster wherever he went
    The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent
    They all ran away so nobody would know
    And left only men cause of Cotton-Eye Joe

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
    ...

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    ...

    He came to town like a midwinter storm
    He rode through the fields so hansome and strong
    His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
    But all he had come for was having some fun

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

    ...

    If it had't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
    I'ld been married long time ago
    Where did you come from where did you go
    Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe

     

     

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    3min10s : 

    Télécharger « All About That Bass.mp3 »

     

    Because you know I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass... bass... bass... bass

    Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two
    But I can shake it, shake it, like I'm supposed to do
    'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase
    And all the right junk in all the right places

    I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop
    We know that shit ain't real, come on now, make it stop
    If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up
    'Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

    Yeah, my mama she told me "don't worry about your size"
    (Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
    She says, "Boys like a little more booty to hold at night"
    (That booty, uh, that booty booty)
    You know I won't be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
    (Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
    So if that's what you're into, then go 'head and move along

    Because you know I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass... Hey!

    I'm bringing booty back
    Go 'head and tell them skinny bitches that
    No, I'm just playing, I know you think you're fat
    But I'm here to tell you...
    Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

    Yeah my mama she told me, "don't worry about your size"
    (Shoo wop wop, sha-ooh wop wop)
    She says, "Boys like a little more booty to hold at night"
    (That booty booty, uh, that booty booty)
    You know I won't be no stick figure, silicone Barbie doll
    So if that's what you're into, then go 'head and move along

    Because you know I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass...

    Because you know I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I said I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass...

    Because you know I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass, no treble
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass... Hey!
    I'm all about that bass
    'Bout that bass... Hey!
    I'm all about that bass
    Bout that bass...
    Hey!
    Yeah yeah... ohh... You know you like this bass... Hey...

     

     

     

     

     

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    Télécharger « La cavale.mp3 »

     

    Vingt ans au bagne ou à perpette
    Les gaffes collés sur les arêtes
    Comme des empreintes digitales
    Malgré les chaînes et les boulets
    Vissés dans l'âme et dans les pieds
    Les assassins et les pédales
    Elle reste nichée dans ta tête
    Avec des couleurs de pâquerette
    De petite fleur qui met les voiles

    La cavale, la cavale

    Avec ces amours qui s'arrêtent
    Pas plutôt dites qu'aussitôt faites
    Pour devenir loi conjugale
    Trois mômes et la vie à perpette
    Avec une femme qui te débecte
    Comme un paquet de linge sale
    Elle est nichée dans ta cervelle
    Avec des allures de pucelle
    Qu'on finit pas d'ôter ses voiles

    La cavale, la cavale

    Malgré l'avenir qu'on projette
    Sur tes vingt ans comme une arête
    Ou tu t'étrangles ou tu l'avales
    Avoir à l'âge de la retraite
    Quatre poireaux en vinaigrette
    Pour satisfaire ta fringale
    Elle te fait sortir dans la rue
    En levant tes deux poings aux nues
    Pour tenter d'atteindre une étoile

    La cavale, la cavale

    Avec pour couronner la fête
    Ce régime sur les arêtes
    Qu'en finit pas de faire la malle
    Avec ses requins ses poulets
    Avec ses banquiers ses valets
    Et leurs discours sur la morale
    Elle reste nichée dans ta tête
    Avec des couleurs de pâquerette
    De petite fleur qui met les voiles

    La cavale, la cavale ...

     

     

     

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