Lyrics:
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
would Bob do?
I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(HACK!)
Hack
They'd open the door to hear Madame whine.
Madame: I'm so blue-hoo-hoo,
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo hoo!
I'm so blue I don't know what to do!
Bob
mate, I don't mind
너의 frienemy or team
뭐든 될 수 있어 다 잘 봐
Baby, check it out B-side (ha)
Lie after lie 떨리는 눈빛
덥석덥석 물리고 있지
Natural, natural 잡아둬
CROSBY STREET
Crossing Crosby street to L'Orange Blue
Is our favorite spot in the afternoon
cs the people pass us by we sit and drink wine
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
record?
Divine Styler with Physical Poets, look out
Microphone King Donald D the notorious, yeah
This is Bronx Style Bob...
Nat The Cat, boy
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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I
nigga! Yeah
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
I'm that nigga that you heard about by word of mouth
They probably say I change the music in the dirty south
Now that
drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter beats by Peter
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
La la la la la
and climb up the hill
Man sees the mountains and the deep blue sky
Man has to struggle till the day that he die
Well yes siree Bob them there's
the legion hall
Put her blue dress on
And she'd curl her hair
Oh she's been waiting all week
And with a bounce in her step
And a wiggle in her walk
the legion hall
Put her blue dress on
And she'd curl her hair
Oh she's been waiting all week
And with a bounce in her step
And a wiggle in her walk
blues
Down a secondary road that
Severely shows it's age
The forties comes to life
On a makeshift stage
It's the Bob Roberts Society Band
Playing every
on a natural high
She's on a natural high
And she's coming back to me tonight
There's no saying what I'd do
If she leaves me I'll be singing the blues
Her love's
head be natural, we spiritual, Black power showin up
Fro’d up (black)
Fist up (black)
Sing hallelujah (black)
Thank Ya (black)
This ain’t a warnin
Funerals were made, by the beauties sprayed
But now I'm different, somethin new today
I'm seein bright tunnels, bein My Life, crumbled before
Now I'm
to Belize, then to Tokyo
Houston and Harlem, Paris
Mediterranean Sea, I gotta beam out to Greece
I multiply by the, I triplify by degrees
I'd buy that house
What would we do without you?
How would we ever get through?
Who would I complain to for hours?
Who'd bring all the flowers
When I have the flu?
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
checked their swag and rolled a natural crit
The D20 E-40 with the slippery flow
She roll dinghies like Da Vinci wrote in twisted code
Even though he didn't
When I was a boy about the age of ten
Got some old records by the blues men
Found a big connection to my lonely life
I couldn't wait to learn some
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