Lyrics:
of here, it's gone
Farewell, so long, so long (sayonara)
I'm sayonara, the way I'm gone
So far away there ain't no signal on my phone
'Cause I'm a star,
crazy scene
It's funny
Cause this is what I waited to be
Bein' on stage was amazin' to me
But now I'm in the game, it ain't the way that it seems
I'ma
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Muppet #1: I'll see you around.]
[Bob: Okay.]
(AM#1 leaves, bumped into AM#2 as he enters)
[Anything Muppet #2: Hey, watch it. Where ya goin'?
the
First musical act to appear in a
Talkie film, The Jazz Singer
In 1927 unfortunately it was performed
By Jolson in blackface
(3) Maharanee: The wive
dredged up
Are on letters forwarded from hell
(It's a long way to Tipperary)
(It's a long way to go)
(Goodbye, Piccadilly)
(Farewell, Leicester
too long
For too long
Yeah you make me feel like
I've been locked out of heaven for too long
For too long
Oh baby yeah let's do it
Give me all, give
struggled, and his dad was a ghost
Still Bob was money when you needed him most
That was so long ago now it's been twenty years
Hit the class reunion have
Long distance baby
We'e takin the long way down
Youre the stars youre Tipperary
All the miles in your eyes of brown
My long distance baby
Long
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
Jack
Not in a bad way, but a good way
Do you know any Cuban music Bob?
Does "I love Lucy" count?
Of course it does
But the one whom I love is
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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
you suffer now
Baby let your hair grow long
(baby let your hair grow long)
There's no way I can help you
You gotta do it all by yourself now
Don't want
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
anyway, fuck it)
B.o.B or T.I.P. Know what I'm saying, you be the judge, dog
(Which could be the better acronym for the song)
But you know what either way
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
tasted just fine
Now, its got a sweet tooth for long hair
So, Bob and Greg and Grant you should beware
Followin' the dead is how it gets it's kicks
Shame
can't vegetate no matter what they say
Man has to make it all the live long day
Man has to create karma that s the way that it is
Man has to keep
tasted just fine
Now, its got a sweet tooth for long hair
So, Bob and Greg and Grant you should beware
Followin' the dead is how it gets it's kicks
Shame
that it was basically never going to happen. I didn't even mention that they are in the insurance business. So all day long, all they do is calculate
D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for
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