Bloodhound Gang - American Bitches, аккорды песни для гитары

Bloodhound Gang - American Bitches, аккорды песни для гитары G D C C Raise your hand if you like American bitches G D Locked in girl on girl kisses C Am Well, I Do G D C C You're just mad you can't score American bitches G D So you're blowing up shit, which C Am Just goes to prove C Am G D That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite C Am G D Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite D What kind of a man sits Indian style? G D C Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Am Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid G D C Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Am Em Em Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid verse 2 Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches And the freedom of tits if You only knew, who-hoo That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite (What kind of a man sits Indian style?) Chorus C Come to Infidelphia Am And fall in love with the unholy G D My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie C Just Am Don't bring up G What that club D You belong to does... D Dungeons & Dragons Chorus Outro G D C Where I come from bras are booby traps Am x4 And soft targets have a bikini wax
Bloodhound Gang - American Bitches, аккорды песни для гитары G D C C Raise your hand if you like American bitches G D Locked in girl on girl kisses C Am Well, I Do G D C C You're just mad you can't score American bitches G D So you're blowing up shit, which C Am Just goes to prove C Am G D That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite C Am G D Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite D What kind of a man sits Indian style? G D C Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Am Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid G D C Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows Am Em Em Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid verse 2 Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches And the freedom of tits if You only knew, who-hoo That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite (What kind of a man sits Indian style?) Chorus C Come to Infidelphia Am And fall in love with the unholy G D My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie C Just Am Don't bring up G What that club D You belong to does... D Dungeons & Dragons Chorus Outro G D C Where I come from bras are booby traps Am x4 And soft targets have a bikini wax

Bloodhound Gang - American Bitches, аккорды песни для гитары

G
D
C
C
Raise your hand if you like American bitches
G
D
Locked in girl on girl kisses
C
Am
Well, I Do
G
D
C
C
You're just mad you can't score American bitches
G
D
So you're blowing up shit, which
C
Am
Just goes to prove
C
Am
G
D
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
C
Am
G
D
Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
D
What kind of a man sits Indian style?
G
D
C
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid
G
D
C
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am
Em
Em
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid verse 2 Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches And the freedom of tits if You only knew, who-hoo That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite (What kind of a man sits Indian style?) Chorus
C
Come to Infidelphia
Am
And fall in love with the unholy
G
D
My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie
C
Just
Am
Don't bring up
G
What that club
D
You belong to does...
D
Dungeons & Dragons Chorus Outro
G
D
C
Where I come from bras are booby traps
Am
x4 And soft targets have a bikini wax
G
D
C
C
Raise your hand if you like American bitches
G
D
Locked in girl on girl kisses
C
Am
Well, I Do
G
D
C
C
You're just mad you can't score American bitches
G
D
So you're blowing up shit, which
C
Am
Just goes to prove
C
Am
G
D
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
C
Am
G
D
Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
D
What kind of a man sits Indian style?
G
D
C
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid
G
D
C
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am
Em
Em
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid verse 2 Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches And the freedom of tits if You only knew, who-hoo That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite (What kind of a man sits Indian style?) Chorus
C
Come to Infidelphia
Am
And fall in love with the unholy
G
D
My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie
C
Just
Am
Don't bring up
G
What that club
D
You belong to does...
D
Dungeons & Dragons Chorus Outro
G
D
C
Where I come from bras are booby traps
Am
x4 And soft targets have a bikini wax
G
D
C
C
Raise your hand if you like American bitches
G
D
Locked in girl on girl kisses
C
Am
Well, I Do
G
D
C
C
You're just mad you can't score American bitches
G
D
So you're blowing up shit, which
C
Am
Just goes to prove
C
Am
G
D
That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
C
Am
G
D
Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
D
What kind of a man sits Indian style?
G
D
C
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid
G
D
C
Camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
Am
Em
Em
Ain't gonna get your wack ass laid verse 2 Trust me holmes, you would kill for American bitches And the freedom of tits if You only knew, who-hoo That eighteen year old bombs are dynamite Yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite (What kind of a man sits Indian style?) Chorus
C
Come to Infidelphia
Am
And fall in love with the unholy
G
D
My boy knows this stripper that looks just like Angelina Jolie
C
Just
Am
Don't bring up
G
What that club
D
You belong to does...
D
Dungeons & Dragons Chorus Outro
G
D
C
Where I come from bras are booby traps
Am
x4 And soft targets have a bikini wax

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