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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, so when I hit the bar it's like
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
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'?
Words and music by bob seger



Like the wind that carried ahab

To a far, more distant shore,

To a shipwreck that was certain

Long before.

I can
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 (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag
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
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
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
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
flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day
Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way
Now one fine day old Sandy Bob he
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie

Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
We've been through hell and high water
Ready to go through it all again
As long as we've got a quarter between us all
We're gonna have money
busted at Grove Hill where nobody goes,
And Long Bob drove us to the Badlands,
You can bet your ass we're gonna make it down to tomorrow night's show.
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
comparison
I went on down to the pub to stock up for the long night by myself
That's one way out of this cold and lonely world
Yes I'll be a rose that blooms
By Greg Nelson & Bob Farrell
It's a hurry up world and my days go flying by
But I don't want to forget to thank you for my life
And in my
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
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
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
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
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
And I looks out my door-oor
Hey, I could tell my milkcow
I could tell by the way she lows
So if you see... my milk cow
Well drive, drive, help her
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
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
right up and cupped his hands across my eyes 
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie? 
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter? 
Could it be Bill or Jim