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Happy Birthday [Happy Birthday... Plus] (Altered Images) · Bing Crosby with the Bob Crosby Orchestra and Friends (Bing Crosby) · Happy Birthday, Duke! the Birthday Sessions, Vol. 2 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Happy Birthday, Duke! the Birthday Sessions, Vol. 3 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Happy Birthday, Duke! the Birthday Sessions, Vol. 4 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Happy Birthday, Duke! the Birthday Sessions, Vol. 5 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Happy Birthday, Duke! The Birthday Sessions, Vols. 1-5 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Happy Birthday, Duke! The Birthday Sessions, Vol. 1 (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Bob Crosby and His Dixieland Bob Cats (Bob Crosby) · A Nod to Bob: An Artists' Tribute to Bob Dylan on His 60th Birthday (Eliza Gilkyson) – and 90 other albums »


Hello darlin' happy birthday
I've decided not to give you a present this year
In fact I think it's about time I took some things away
I'd like
just your kiss and company
And your lips to softly whisper happy birthday to me
But I came home all by myself and lit the candle
Made a wish for you
Hello darlin' happy birthday
I've decided not to give you a present this year
In fact I think it's about time I took some things away
I'd like
Oh happy birthday, happy birthday.
Little Lisa, today is your day.
Sing hallelujah, you know they blew ya'.
There are too many, candles in your
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
There's a special day for everyone that comes but once a year and for you my love that day of days is here.

So have a happy birthday baby may all
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
Happy Birthay to you 
Happy Birthday to magician 
Happy Birthday to you 

Then at the dead of midnight
As we watched the dancing firelight
The air
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
To get this day off your mind
I know it may take some time
To get this day off your mind

Happy Birthday girl, I miss you
Happy Birthday girl, I miss
Happy birthday, it looks good on you
(It's your birthday, shawty it's your birthday)
I got you in my bed with your birthday suit.
(It's your birthday
of our Mexico.

Chorus:
Oh, Adelita, promise you'll remember the happy hours that now have long gone by.
Oh, Adelita, we'll share these tender moments.
And you said something
you said something stupid like
love steals us from loneliness
happy birthday, are you lonely yet?
are you lonely yet?
And the way you would've laughed and talked fast or slow.
I think about it every year, so I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday, I love you whoever you would've
Here's a happy tune you'll love to croon
They call it Sam's song
It's catchy as can be, the melody
They call it Sam's song
Nothing on your mind
Here's a happy tune you'll love to croon
They call it Sam's song
It's catchy as can be, the melody
They call it Sam's song
Nothing on your mind
Written by bob welch.


For a little peace in any season
I'd give up anything but your love
I don't want to trade, tryin' to be happy
That's only
Picture yourself when you're getting old
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on
Picture book, pictures of your mama
Taken by your papa, a long time
to throw that sweet memory away
The book by Fitzgerald that I bought for your birthday
Is packed in a box with my love letters you saved
And you're taking
?SOMEBODY HELP ME?
Recorded by Gene Vincent on Capitol Records 1958
 Song written in 1957 by Bob Kelly BMI

I've got a bone to pick with this
hate it
N**** you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot a** n**** trying
it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that fagot ass nigga trying to pull
it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that fagot ass nigga trying to pull
Everyone was happy
Showered by well wishers as we drove away

Now somewhere in the neon lights
I'm holdin' on for dear life
Rockin' in the arms of your
on
Respirators for killing my best, poor haters
On permanent, hiatus as I skate
In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In