Bloodhound Gang

Accords et partitions

The Bad Touch

Am C G F

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Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

G D Em Bm C

If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically I don't wanna beat around the bush

Fire Water Burn

G Em C D Am

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Intro : [][] 2x Chorus : The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire

Mope

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From what i can hear, this song has only one section which guitar is being played, Its the verse that starts with the line "Must've blown a fuse nothing's going on, Lamer than the Pope climb the walls like King Kong" It is also the verse before the "Relax, dont do it" section. Anyway, the guitar in the background is a copy of metallicas 'for whom the bell tolls'. (thats one hell of a song:D) SO heres the tab

My Dad Says Thats For Pussies

C#5 E5 A5 B5 G#5 F#5

[Verse] Fuck Guns N' Roses without Slash A real man never uses hair product unless he's black Toilet paper is for queers Gargling after a blowjob is how they make light beer

The Ballad Of Chasey Lain

C#m E A G# B C

Intro: 1st verse: Dear Chasey Lain, I wrote to explain

A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When The Stripper Is Crying

D A G

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Midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10. I had picked up this Hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops. Well, that night I lost myself To ruby red lips, milky white skin and baby blue eyes.

Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss

Am C F E A D

UHN TISS UHN TISS UHN TISS - Bloodhound Gang Tabbed by: Seismatters Tuning: Standard

I Hope You Die

Ab Gb Db Bbm Fm C

[Verse 1] I hope ya flip some guy the bird He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve In front of the Beatles' tour bus A Bookmobile and a Mack truck

Three Point One Four

Dm F A Bb Gm C

Some of them are hairy Some of them are bald Some are kind of scary And this is what they're called:

Along Comes Mary

G D C D# Bb B

1. Every times I think that I'm the only one who's lonely, Someone calls on me. And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse and curse Those faults in me.

Dimes

F# A C#m C# B G#

Song: Dimes Band: The Bloodhound Gang Album: ? Year: 2015 Tabber: [email protected]

Ralph Wiggum

F# E A D B

I'm going to, Africa, yes ma'am I'm a brick was President Lincoln, okay mitten? There's a dog, in the vent, chicken necks? I pick Ken Griffey Jr. I, fell out 2 times.

American Bitches

D C G Am Em

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[Verse 1] Raise your hand if you like American bitches Locked in girl on girl kisses Well, I do

Right Turn Clyde

F G Am a

Times New Roman you know the type Calling me Public Enemy but don't believe the hype Tough guy like the one in "Star 80" wanna bait me Hook line sinker now your lady wanna date me Gave your girl a little wink so you make a big stink

Uncool As Me

Bb5 Eb5 Ab5 F5 C5

But my bros all call me Itch (With the silent B) But that spells Bitch (Fits you perfectly)

Clean Up In Aisle Sexy

Ab C Fm

Song: Clean Up In Aisle Sexy Band: The Bloodhound Gang Album: Hard-Off (?) Year: 2015 Tabber: [email protected]

Socially Awkward Penguin

G Bm A Em E D

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Capo 1 What's the harm in going over just to say "Hello" She is beautiful, you're a zombie from the Thriller video Voice in my head, why Do you sound like Billy Mays? Not now Meatloaf, fights with no one scare girls away

Hell Yeah

G B D C Am Em

[Hook] Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah

Altogether Ooky

F C Am Dm

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Caught you Sniffing my boxers Who the fuck does that At Red Lobster? Creepy

Pennsylvania

C Em G Am F

You are the heart dotting "i" In the word "apologize" Scribbled drunk on a postcard Sent from somewhere volcanoes are I am the heart with no name

Something Diabolical

Am Em F G

Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides Hell burns my angel turns her pillow to the cooler side something diabolical

Im The Least You Could Do

G# C A# D# F

Song: I'm The Least You Could Do Band: Bloodhound Gang Album: Hefty Fine Year: 2005 Tabber: [email protected]

Magna Cum Nada

D E G C A B

Bloodhound Gang - Magna Cum Nada Submitted By: gaza the gr8 EMail: [email protected] Tuning: Standard ( )

I Wish I Was Queer So I Could Get Chicks

B5 C#5 A5 E5 Eb5 Bb5

Doesn't matter what I'm packin' in my denim it's what's in my genes The only smoked meat the only sausage I would eat is made by Jimmy Dean See I'm not to keen on the smell of Vaseline No I'm not Princess Di and I don't wanna be a queen I wish I was queer so I could get

Screwing You On The Beach At Night

D F#m A Bm E

Don't I (Don't I) Sound so (Sound so) Sexy (Sexy) Echo (Echo.) x2

Your Only Friends Are Make Believe

A5 E5 B5 D5 C#5

[Verse] Knock, knock Mr. Rogers, it's Mr. McFeelie I've brought you a letter - speedy delivery Well Mr. McFeelie, if there's postage due You can go fuck yourself like captain Kangaroo

Jackass

Bb Dm F C Gm

[Verse 1] Jackass I'm a pimped out Jedi Knight Obi-Wan meets Dolemite Ben Kenobi went and got himself a pompadour

Weekend

Dm C Bb F Gm a

[Verse] 'Pon the mic I'm the teacher Spread my words like a preacher Cut the crap, Get a slap Drum'n'Bass's still on the map