'Weird Al' Yankovic - Polkarama! | Karaoke Version

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Welcome to The Proper Volume, your home for unique, high-quality karaoke experiences. Today, we're excited to present a custom karaoke video of the song "Polkarama!" by "Weird Al" Yankovic, from the album "Straight Outta Lynwood".

Our channel is dedicated to producing high-quality karaoke tracks, especially focusing on newer or rare songs that are not typically available via mainstream karaoke companies or services. This video features synchronized sing-along lyrics, along with an instrumental rendition of the original song, providing you with a professional karaoke experience.

# Credits:
Artist: "Weird Al" Yankovic
Song Title: Polkarama!
Album: Straight Outta Lynwood
Release Date: 2006

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# Original Song:

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# Lyrics:
Let's get it started (ha)
Let's get it started in here
Let's get it started (ha)
Let's get it started in here
Let's get it started (ha)
Let's get it started in here

And the base keeps runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin'
And runnin', runnin'

I say "don't you know?""
You say you don't go
I say... Take me out!
I say "you don't show"
Don't move, time is slow
I say... Take me out!

Beverly Hills
That's where I want to be!
(Gimme, gimme)
(Gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
Rolling like a celebrity!
(Gimme, gimme)
(Gimme, gimme)
Living in Beverly Hills

And birds go flying
At the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying
From the underground
If you could see it
Then you'd understand

And we'll all float on okay
And we'll all float on alright
Already we'll all float on
Now don't you worry
We'll all float on
Alright...

Feel good

Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
Don't cha?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me?
Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me?
Don't cha?
(Don't cha? Don't cha? Don't cha?)

Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
Well, I've got potential
A rushin' and rushin' around

(Hey! Hey! Hey!)

I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (Woah)
We'll take you to the candy shop (Yeah)
Boy one taste of what we got (Un-huh?)
We'll have you spending all you got (Come on)
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (Woah)

When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
(Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot)
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot
(park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot)

Come Mr. DJ, song pon de replay
Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
All the gal pon the dancefloor
Wantin' some more what
Come Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
Hey Mr., Please Mr. DJ
Tell me if you hear me
Turn the music up!

She take my money
(She take my money)
When I'm in need
(When I'm in need)
Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed
(Friend indeed)

Oh she's a gold digga
Way over town (Way over town)
That digs on me
(Hey! Hey!)

Now I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke broke
Now I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke broke

Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave)
Get down girl, go 'head

But I ain't sayin' she's a
Gold gold digger (Gold gold)

(Hey!)