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Bing Crosby with the Bob Crosby Orchestra and Friends (Bing Crosby) · Bob Crosby and His Dixieland Bob Cats (Bob Crosby) · Sigh No More [Bonus Tracks] (Gamma Ray) · Sigh No More (Mumford & Sons) · Sigh No More (Gamma Ray) · Sigh No More (Gamma Ray) · Sigh No More [Deluxe CD/DVD Edition] [Slipcase] (Mumford & Sons) · Sigh No More (Mumford & Sons) · Sigh No More [Japan] (Gamma Ray) · Sigh No More (Gamma Ray) – and 90 other albums »


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
like you to meet my friend Bob
(Huh?)

Say hi Bob
(Hi Bob)
Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause Bob sits at home
to get Bob a "Dr." 
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 
But ever since
you to meet my friend Bob (Huh?) 
Say hi Bob! ("Hi Bob") Bob's 30 and still lives with his mom 
And he don't got a job, cause Bob sits at home
to get Bob a "Dr." 
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 
But ever since
to get Bob a "Dr." 
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her 
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her 
But ever since
a meteorite
So when the studio, no I don't need to write
Man I just came up in the game cause y'all just needed more light
So, so by the time I'm done their
You go out to the bar after you get paid
You see the little surfer girl with eyes of jade
Then you see a foxy lady standin' by her side
Pick up
As he sighed for the love of a lady

Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de
His pains were o'er and he sighed no more
For he lived in the love of a lady
home no more
You don't play the trick on me, hooked him in the first degree
While I could not recall which Dalian imported
By the wrecks of 50,000
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Bob harris (keyboards, trumpet,
from here?

No, ah.. which one is it?

(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
call a pimp
That's what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, shit

I'm tryin' to make more cream
By every step to September 14th
That's my dream
So I
Disappointing! I'm going to have to speak to Bob about this.
Larry: Oh look, a cebu! Cebu!
Jimmy, Jerry & Junior: Cebu!
Larry: No, wait ... that's a water buffalo.
To cut off pathways, and there's no runways or doorways open
For the jokers who ain't focused
And all the fake mercenaries get buried by the tongue
your hand for action
The ladies of the '90's want more than satisfaction
They want keys and Gs, and all those illy things
If you want to, I'll show
aint gas'd up because I'm more like a hybrid, 
You think I'm stunting no I'm just surviving, 
And I've been here but my soul is just arriving, 
Look
ya
It's a full moon and the riddle's are calling
Three more cards and the sky's will be falling
But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown
Wicked
Sigh and cry no more, for one day, that fine day 
The huge cloud that overshadows all. Shall lift, rise high, all say - forward 

Don't shake
The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me 
So how the fuck you inherit my style? 
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny 
Not a day goes by, don't get
Britney's skirt
No more free looks, you gotta put in work
To get a glimpse, seen Don Juan with all of his pimps
And they hoes on they side, sipping they
Ladies and gents, ladies and gents...
Alright, alright, have a seat, have a seat...
Without further adiou, he needs no introduction
He is my co-host...
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...

("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")

...And he laid
leader, lord Djengis Khan
Demandin' more bass, why? Because you said you would
I'm a vicious and delicious individual
Ladies compare me to a lollypop