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Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four.
That's nine. And, three other days, which I believe are the mystery days.
(Music starts.)

Bob- Okay now.
would Bob do?

I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four.
That's nine. And, three other days, which I believe are the mystery days.
(Music starts.)

Bob- Okay now.
Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four.
That's nine. And, three other days, which I believe are the mystery days.
(Music starts.)

Bob- Okay now.
[Stills]
If you smile at me I will understand
'Cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language

[Crosby] 
I can see by
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon, 
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade, 
And all
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
[Bob Marley (MC Lyte)]
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I wanna jam it with you
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I hope you like jammin'
see by your coat, my friend you're from the other side
Cause there's just one thing that I like to know
Can you tell me please who won our damn war?
it's B.o.B., flyer than a stewardess
Fresh to death like I'm dressed for a eulogy
My outfit's retarded, my flow is the stupidest, dumb
I'll probably need
see by your coat, my friend you're from the other side
Cause there's just one thing that I like to know
Can you tell me please who won our damn war?
Everybody everywhere does in the same language, yeah

[Crosby:] I can see by your coat, my friend you're from the other side
There's just one thing I would
[Stills]
If you smile at me I will understand
'Cause that is something
Everybody everywhere does in the same language

[Crosby] 
I can see by
no expiration date on the batteries
Look, I've never been a hater
It's never been in my nature
But, listen, let me hook you up 'cause

B.O.B
just cares for me

My baby's no Crosby fan
Dick Tracy is not her man
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits
She'd rather have
me

My baby's no Crosby fan
Dick Tracy is not her man
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits
She'd rather have me around
cares for me

My baby's no Crosby fan, Dick Tracy is not her man,
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits
She'd rather have me
cares for me

My baby's no Crosby fan
Dick Tracy is not her man
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits

She'd rather have me
cares for me

My baby's no Crosby fan, Dick Tracy is not her man,
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits
She'd rather have me
In Hollywood they have a different language that they speak
It's spoken by those folks who went to school for just one week
It's found inside
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
just cares for me

My baby's no Crosby fan
Dick Tracy is not her man
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for Mr. Tibbits
She'd rather have
Slide on over, baby, underneath this mistletoe
Here's a toast to us together
Let me wrap you in this bow
I'm in the Christmas spirit
No, this one
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
enough to tell you
That we know each other better
Than we know our selves
Like freaks of a feather
We rock together
I know Bob well
But I think he