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life
Tom Tom turn around, don't ever let me down
You can't leave your wife, no, you can't leave your wife

Tom Tom returns, but only to learn
There
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
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
duck when it comes
Better duck cause it's comin'
Best believe when you ru-ru-ru-runnin'
Now tell them red b****es that Nicki said this
We got tom tom's
Monster, you know it wouldn't be proper
If we didn't return with a big rocket launcher

Massive attack, mm massive attack
Got the bomb bombs make
the Peeping Tom's peeping had stricken poor Peeping Tom blind
Even those things that we know can't be seen with two eyes
And all those who look her over are
of luck"
He said, "Well if you can't pot the black, and you know it's not the cue
It may be time to ask yourself, what would Bob do?"

What would Bob do?
to after school tutor it
Balling on beats, got hops like breweries
Sideline haters need to chill where the cooler is
Dr. J flow, you can call me Julius
Y'all
too

[Bob Marley]
In rows or around, we can jam it anyhow
I'n'I, I will see you through
Everyday we pay the price, with a livin' sacrafice
Jammin'
spite of all the hard times,i'd live it all again
To hear the Texas playboys and Tommy Duncan sing
Makes me proud to be from Texas where Bob Wills is
Playboys and Tommy Duncan sing
Makes me proud to be from Texas where Bob Wills is still the King

You can hear the Grand Ol' Opry in Nashville Tennessee
Where you begged to be excused;
You left her by the roadside,
Then you hid her clothes and shoes.

Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You
a ambitious, all my vehicles match my drive
I' so strong like I could splash by tides
That's besides the point
You transgrammar with you glass disguise
Can
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
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
You're the only reason for my happiness
You're the one I'm always dreaming of
Just to show you what I mean by happiness
Let me paint a picture
charlie manson, freddy Krueger
[Tommy] Why are we still together?
[Cerys] Oh i can't leave you till you're dead			 f
[Tommy] You mean till death do us
I'm a beautiful guy
And you have just walked by
And I have gave you the eye
But you pretend to be shy
But I'm a beautiful guy
(you know what I mean? you
be busting my chops
Working for Joe and Sal.

And I can't wait to get off work and see my baby,
She said she'd leave the porch light on for me
You can take my Equity card away
And burn the theatre to the ground
Cheer up, it might never happen kid
Although I think it probably just did
Mista Dobalina, Mr. Bob Dobalina

Mista Dobalina, Mista Bob Dobalina
Mista Bob Dobalina, won't you quit?
You really make me sick with ya
Written by Bob Dylan
Copyright 1964 M Whitmark & Sons/ Warner Chappell Music (ASCAP)


It might be the color of the sun cut flat
And covering
Well, the woman said come into my room
I don't mean to be rude but like it matters
And the woman said what have you got to lose
It's what you were
Always does the man read Mao or Fanon

I think I know you would-be black revolutionaries too well
Standing on a box on the corner, talking about blowing