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Haunted by my serenade in blue

Why must I go on dreaming of
An imaginary love

Wish I had someone to sing to
One that I could kiss and cling to
No
Haunted by my serenade in blue
Why must I go on dreaming of an imaginary love

Wish I had someone to sing to
One that I could kiss and cling to
No one
things to please her

She's my perfect girl
And I call her my imaginary diva

Every girl she passes by
Just can't deny that they would love to be her
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
Written by bob welch.


Two different glasses are filled with champagne
What is the meaning of this ?
Cause all of that atmosphere painfully made
Has
To keep you satisfied
Love that does exist, is the love i cant resist
So jam by my side

We jammin'
and we're jammin' in the name of the lord
we're
B.O.B., B.O.B. can't serve you breakfast in bed
Oh no (he can't) bathe your body
(He can't) rub your feet (he can't)
He can't compete with my love
(So
and withdrawn
I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm
Of my own secret thoughts
I'll walk through the parking lot
In a semi-catatonic state
And dream
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
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
a Wonderful Life'
'Cause curled up by the fire, it sure rings true tonight
Let's make a little candle?
Then a little later on, we'll make a little Love
will make you bob a while
Grab a cutie, Duke her Bootee, bust a ?? box
That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cock block
Give nuff respect, I
knows me better
Me and my, me and my, me and my,
Me and my, me and my friends
He's as close to me
As a friend can be
I'll be standin' by my buddy
skies
Beautiful sunny days that are meant for playing
I love the season that brings my family together
Makes everything look so together
This season,
wrong with Santa Claus?] 
[Bob: There's nothing wrong with Santa Claus, but...] 
[Anything Muppet #1: Don't you like Christmas?] 
[Bob: Oh, I love
my friend and my friend's name is Bob
Like the devil knows hell, I know Bob that well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his sixty-seven smells

Well enough
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
2 Peter 2:20
Words by Bob Hartman
Music by Bob Hartman and John Elefante
There are things that look attractive
On the surface of despair
There are
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
darling, believe me!

You're the smile on my lips when I wake,
You're a faith that I'll never forsake!
No one loves with a love that I bring you
Please
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob
Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well
Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells
Well enough to tell
back home tonight
And my heart is sure
No one else could love you more
Than me, myself and I

Me, looking hard at myself
Without you by my side
curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight

Let's make a little candle
And then a little later on
We'll make a little love to that old Bing Crosby song,
and drink my lonestar beer
From Austin up to Dallas, Amarillo to el paso
You can here bob wills bill mack and me on your radio

Don't ask me why I'm going
nothing to me at all.

Chorus:
Yes' 'n' only if my own true love was waiting; if I could hear her heart softly pounding.
Only if she were lying by me, I'd