Lyrics:
(say my name bitch)
Blowin' in the wi-bl-blowin' in the wind chillin'
They can't handle this shit, Bob Dylan (say my name bitch)
I'm top notch nigga,
men is a big bad mob
And they're chasing poor old Bottleneck Bob
And the cattle ran back in to town
Where all was peace and quiet
But when
man, I just wanted more,
I’d just let her scream ‘till the road came to an end.
Then we’d cruise through town to that drive-in show,
Bob Seger blarin’
Brüder bangen den Sound
Freezy, dieser motherfuckin' Champion
In town kenne mich aus, hänge dich auf
Digga, du kannst nichts außer
Schwänze zu kau'n
Action
a million dollars
You won't here me holler
Save a prayer for me
Once I had some religion
But I kept the Bible in the kitchen
And left the cross by the sea
probably be a album called Sounds about Ice
Ha ha you know what sounds about right
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Riding 'round town like a boss
Riding 'round town with
Bob walked out his door
And down the street
Pumped full of alcohol
He took a seat
On a park bench
There was no one around
There was no one in town
Words and music by bob seger
I was born at the break of dawning
In the last days of the last great war
My father was not in the fighting
And my
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
be my straight and narrow
I'll be your no-brakes black Camaro
You'd be my written in blood red letters
I'll be your old Bob Seger record
You bring
like a Freaknik and you got the only brothers in town
I'm like a shoe-in, for the poster boy, the thug of the year
GQ style ma', let me put a bug in
And danced around a Bob Seger tune
And finished up a bottle of home-made wine
I never had to write a girl a song
Had a woman stay this long
And now
from Detroit town
Talkin’ ‘bout Rosa Parks we sent her
Talkin’ ‘bout Henry Ford the inventor
Talkin’ ‘bout Aretha yeah we got her
The Queen of Soul
Bob
like a Freaknik and you got the only brothers in town
I'm like a shoe-in, for the poster boy, the thug of the year
GQ style ma', let me put a bug in
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
Words and music by bob seger
There's a highway
A lonesome stretch of gray
It runs between us
And takes me far away
Out in the distance
Always within
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
clutch you got me
Sayin' ohohohohohohohohoh
Oh no oh no
And it is by Shea Seger, not Bob
""Bob Venke, the Flamingo overlord
Has no qualms about annihilation
You should watch your back when he's in town
Or else it might be your neck
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
from Detroit town
Talkin' 'bout Rosa Parks we sent her
Talkin' 'bout Henry Ford the inventor
Talkin' 'bout Aretha yeah we got her
The Queen of Soul
Bob
get big off the rap yeah I might
But I won’t forget my bros faces, or the town where I spent most nights
Still post up round street
By now it’s all
Words and music by Bob Seger
Be-side of "Like A Rock" and on the soundtrack to the movie "About Last Night"
When the sun came up this morning
In Hollywood they have a different language that they speak
It's spoken by those folks who went to school for just one week
It's found inside
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