Biografía:
The Bloodhound Gang es una banda estadounidense de música alternativa, con influencias del nu metal, hip hop y post-punk. La base de sus canciones es, principalmente, el humor. Fue fundada en Quakertown, Pennsylvania, en 1992 por su líder, Jimmy Pop.
1995 - Use Your Fingers - Columbia Records
1996 - One Fierce Beer Coaster - Republic Records
1999 - Hooray for Boobies - Interscope Records
2005 - Hefty Fine - Geffen
2010 - Show Us Your Hits
www.bloodhoundgang.com
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Otras canciones:
- Fire Water Burn
- Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo
- The Bad Touch
- The Roof Is On Fire
- Three Point One Four
- Uhn Tiss
- Vagina Song
- Bad Touch
- A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying
- Along Comes Mary
- Altogether Ooky
- American Bitches
- Clean Up In Aisle Sexy
- Dimes
- I Hope You Die
- I Wish I Was Queer So I Could Get Chicks
- Im The Least You Could Do
- Jackass
- Magna Cum Nada
- My Dad Says Thats For Pussies
- Pennsylvania
- Ralph Wiggum
- Right Turn Clyde
- Screwing You On The Beach At Night
- Socially Awkward Penguin
- Something Diabolical
- The Ballad Of Chasey Lain
- Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss
- Uncool As Me
- Your Only Friends Are Make Believe
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying - Bloodhound Gang
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Verse 1:
D A D
I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert that night I strolled on into
Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
G D
It had been a While. In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went since that
midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
G
I had picked up this Hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair of
D
Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
A D
Well, that night I lost myself To ruby red lips, milky white skin and baby blue eyes.
Name was Russell.
Chorus:
D A D
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
G D
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
G
Well I find it's quite a thrill
D
When she grinds me against her will
A D
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Verse 2:
D A D
Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave", this pretty little thing come up to me and starts
kneadin' my balls like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
G
Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
D
'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer." Well she smiled,
G
Had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern, and I went on to tell her how I would
D
wear her face like a mask as I do my little kooky dance.
A
And Then she told me to shush. I guess she could sense my desperation.
D
'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.
Chorus
Verse 3:
D A D
So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true. So I says,
G
"Even this one I have where Jesus Christ is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole with a
D
lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on
Santa Claus's tummy-tum?
G
"Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later I'm
D
parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
A
Got to nail her back at her trailer. Heh. That rhymes. I have to admit
D
it was even more of a turn-on when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby Formula.
Chorus
Verse 4:
D A D
Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch, gave the tranny a spin and slid on into The
Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
G
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb", when I saw
D
Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton. Well, my heart just dropped.
G
So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
D
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice and polish the
A
One-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five in an eighteen-wheeler.
D
I never thought missing children could be so sexy. Did I say that out loud?
Chorus
Outro:
D A D A D A D A (till fade)
A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying - Bloodhound Gang
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Verse 1:
D A D
I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert that night I strolled on into
Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
G D
It had been a While. In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went since that
midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
G
I had picked up this Hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair of
D
Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
A D
Well, that night I lost myself To ruby red lips, milky white skin and baby blue eyes.
Name was Russell.
Chorus:
D A D
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
G D
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
G
Well I find it's quite a thrill
D
When she grinds me against her will
A D
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Verse 2:
D A D
Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave", this pretty little thing come up to me and starts
kneadin' my balls like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
G
Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
D
'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer." Well she smiled,
G
Had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern, and I went on to tell her how I would
D
wear her face like a mask as I do my little kooky dance.
A
And Then she told me to shush. I guess she could sense my desperation.
D
'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.
Chorus
Verse 3:
D A D
So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true. So I says,
G
"Even this one I have where Jesus Christ is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole with a
D
lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on
Santa Claus's tummy-tum?
G
"Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later I'm
D
parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
A
Got to nail her back at her trailer. Heh. That rhymes. I have to admit
D
it was even more of a turn-on when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby Formula.
Chorus
Verse 4:
D A D
Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch, gave the tranny a spin and slid on into The
Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
G
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb", when I saw
D
Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton. Well, my heart just dropped.
G
So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
D
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice and polish the
A
One-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five in an eighteen-wheeler.
D
I never thought missing children could be so sexy. Did I say that out loud?
Chorus
Outro:
D A D A D A D A (till fade)
Blue Diamonds
Blue Foundation
Blue Kid
Blue Mink
Blue October