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Written by bob welch.


Well I'm a born enchanter
That's what the ladies see
Yes I'm a born enchanter
Down in the city of dreams
Lord do right by me
if there's nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on.
Written by bob welch.


I did a thing last night
You know those future games
I turned off all the lights
Oh, the future came
You were by my side
Will
if there's nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on.
if there's nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on.
brave it's said 
His engine is a shiny red 
If there's a fire anywhere about 
Well, I'll be sure to put it out 

Bob and Anything Muppet #2: 
'Cause
sound in honolulu
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m recording studios
Brian wilson/eugene landy

I was sittin' in a crummy movie with my
Jerry Jeff Walker

Would you like to know why I feel like dancin'
Well, I feel like I got a brand new lease on life
I got my baby with me, she didn't
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
what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon miss fanny bright
Was seated by my side;
hard and pushin weight by the sound 
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test 
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks 
Lo
palms would cake up
Before they told me they love me and we'll never breakup
Before the time she makes love, to someone that I thought was, my homeboy
But
over on the white hot sand
Here he come with some for me
Freshly taken from banana tree
(1,2,3,4)
Banana man me want a tan
Give me double
hard and pushin weight by the sound 
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test 
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks 
Lo
I cast the grain by the pound 
I make sounds with the horn 
When I color the corn, caught the fit 
And sit the two when honey slung the tip 
Well
tasteful.
.. you'll get into it. oh, some more - look - it's almost like going to a, well, never mind. heh, heh, heh. I just want to remind you that you are
Injured? Why is the sad cebu sad? Is the canoe wood or aluminum?
Larry: Oh look! There's me and Bob at Sea World! Oh, wow. Forgot about
That one. There's me
coming hard with it

[Chorus: x2]

All I wanna see is broads with us
Strange hella odd niggaz
Roll with them hard Hitters
That would mob with us
So
I write might be about you, son they shook *
[*vocal interpolation of Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II"]

(chorus with varations till fade)

[fan]
Oh
shadow boxer, hold down the sector
Bet ya bottom dollar lecture, be hard to swallow
Double oh-seven mark
The secret agent that max/well and get smart,
The other one was a walking blow-job
And then there was this skinny girl...

Oh well...
Some of the guys in the band got together
With the girls from
Yellow Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)

You are... you gotta tell me something... I
do
Nobody, no one does it better

Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you