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'til the jam is through

[Bob Marley]
We jammin', to think that jammin' was a thing of the past
We jammin and I hope the jam is gonna last

[MC
stimulation for you)
The way that God made it (I wanna love you like B.O.B. can't)
See, B.O.B. can't kiss those thighs (who's gonna kiss your thighs?)
B.O.B
head "Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin'"
Ah just a bob ya head	

Well I believe you weave and bob the job is done
By Run so come get some for fun
Keep
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
at the Sex Hotel
For Christ's sake why isn't Bob Hope dead yet?

Commin' over the first hill
I felt my body jerk
The attendant did not strap me in
I feel
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*taken from the album entitled "The Vegetarians of Love"
Written by Bob Geldof
constantly
And to come each time you call

And love you for your life and nothing more...

It ain't me babe
No, no, no
It ain't me babe
It ain't me your
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)

Well I woke up early with those
know,
Still hears my broken song of love.

Moon in all your splendor, known only to my heart,
Call back my rose, rose of San Antone.
Lips so sweet
sandwiches for all of you
I hope we've played your requests
The songs you like to hear
Last call for alcohol!
Drink it up folks
Wonderful!
Nice to see
A sotto voice sang for the soprano singer
Whose tyrannical arais won't cease to linger
Bob's out there none of us play cool
Classmates in
it die
This is the last time I'll call you from this moment on you're free
But just for the record did you ever love me
Just for the record did you
here says he thinks you're wrapped too tight. 
“But, by the way thanks for playing ‘Moon River' last night” 

And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein
Give love and take it back
Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats
Face
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
 
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
 
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
 
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
 
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
trampoline
And acres of crash site love

Presidential delays
Suppose I'm just lucky
I'm having a shin dig
Me, Red Bob and the ivory host
And someone's shouting
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
 
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
Now here am I so spellbound, darling
Not by stars, but just by you
 
At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over and life is like a song
Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy
(I love myself)
One day at a time, uhh

And when they say it's a war outside, bomb in the street
Gun in
Stand by me, I've been stood by you for ages
Stick home and carry on
Maybe nothing's wrong
Is it the comfort of
This information or
Is it
for the
Papal visit
Human trash roam the town
Woke up by hosanna
Helicopters strip the land
First impressions will be the last
Woke up at 2
out of his mind
With the Colins and Bobs

I’m a jack and a lad
And I’m up for the world
And I’ve kissed a Gateshead girl

He calls for a copy