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stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that's me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my
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
been thinking bout?"
Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else

To pass the time
Had someone shave his
(Rob Crosby/Charlie Craig/Steve Wilkinson)

Me, sitting here by myself
Wondering what I can do
Now that I don't have to you
And me, trying
"Whatcha been thinkin bout?" 
Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing. 
Now I gotta do something else 
(Oi! Oi! Oi!) 
To pass the time
"Whatcha been thinkin bout?" 
Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing. 
Now I gotta do something else 
(Oi! Oi! Oi!) 
To pass the time
been thinking bout?"
Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else

To pass the time
Had someone shave his
no expiration date on the batteries
Look, I've never been a hater
It's never been in my nature
But, listen, let me hook you up 'cause

B.O.B
stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that's me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my
"Whatcha been thinkin bout?" 
Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing. 
Now I gotta do something else 
(Oi! Oi! Oi!) 
To pass the time
to wander
They never found her and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner
And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana
And what it might do to you
So see if
to get Bob a "Dr." 
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 
But ever since
to get Bob a "Dr." 
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 
But ever since
to get Bob a "Dr." 
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 
But ever since
to wander 
They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner 
And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana, 
And what it might do to you 
So
stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that's me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my
The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th
Hoot Mon, out o' my way, who do you think you are
It's the toe o' my boot,
The seventh son of a seventh son of a son of a gun from Per-rr-rr-th
Hoot Mon, out o' my way, who do you think you are
It's the toe o' my boot,
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina

Mista Dobalina, Mista Bob Dobalina
Mista Bob Dobalina, won't you quit?
You really make me sick with ya
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)

You are... you gotta tell me something... I
there is something on your mind by the way you look at me
will you bring me happiness
or will you bring me misery
do you ever think about me
do i
something
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Uhh-huh

Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there boi and will still stay
Wanted Man
Do you know the introduction Bob? OK

Wanted man in California,
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City,
Wanted man in Ohio

Wanted man
Written by bob welch.


Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad!
Yeah! Uhh-huh

Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
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