Lyrics:
Written by bob welch.
Go on, you know you're only one
Set me free
You take me up and turn around
But let me in
Take this shadow from my eyes
on the TV
And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three
And are still more amused by TV shows
What
up
Always keep my eyes open don't lack
Yeah
How can you be bae when you're for the street
You know there's no one that can do it like me
So if you say
Yeah, that feels sexy right there
Feel us on this one
B. McKnight with Tim and Bob
This is not another love song
See, I know what you're
fit carry
But, there is no need jare it is over otikpari
You go low just like a valley I get high just like bob marley
Mountain neva came to uzy
Uzy
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
the king lion lion king no Disney Rest In Peace Bob Marley
He’s the fucking goat. That’s my fucking daddy right there yea
Smoking a lil weed and it’s lil
and you'll never get beat
By the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
Honky with an attitude coming unglued
Fate's right hand...I don't understand
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin'
'Long the side of me
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by
Fred
I'm super nice with mines and I'm much sweeter
Than any Tom, Dick, Bob, Harry or Peter
Cause I'm a general generatin rhymes at a 1000 watts
contemplate to deviates the mess /it seems they hate you when you there also when you’re gone/deep down inside they swear they know what going on /the inside
rocking pretty ice but you're pretty ice cold
Live a busy life busy missing phone calls
But what a night and what do I know?
Mean it's only right there's no
"Uncle Bob, where you at?
Yeah I know your pockets fat but I don't give a fuck 'bout that
I'm glad we family" (uh)
We a half breed family, yeah, yeah,
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
you'd like to meet
We're bicker by the hour....
Tom:
While other grapes are nice and sweet
Rosey:
We're really rather sour!
ALL:
As we go driveing by
my, it's a tom-tom beat
No-one knows they've had their day
We can dance and we can see the singles swing
Everybody's waiting for the Go-Go Boys.
You're
(Ali, the baddest muthafucka there ever)
I'm chokin' players like I'm Bob Knight, choke the coaches like I'm Spreewell
They bowin' to the 'Sayers
to maturity yet! the artificial rhonda is pining away for my wholesome companionship, just
There! this isn't right! you're letting everything get all out
There's been mad signs, for this brother to heed
And while some choose greed, I choose to plant seeds
For your mental, spirit and physical temple
Bob your
do for a living, slice cold cuts?
You look slick, but you know every Tom and Dick
You're more quick than a chick from a porno flick
While you
You be there crying when its played by your friends
I'm making movies every night to no end
While you still
Gotta watch everything that you spend
I said
it into his eye
KC bitch, you're about to go down
Imma kill you right now, you're about to drown
My name is Tom, not KC
Let out your last words, let me
I'm not an undercover cop but I
Just caught you on my wire
Time to lay you out
The cyber bully's on this Cypher
Smile! You're live on SpyCam
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