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They want to get my ass
Dead or alive
You know he really tried to take me down by surprise
I bet he missioned with the CIA
He don't do half what
Got a bone for a job well done 
Tom, tom, doggy tom 
Got a bone for a job well done 
Tom, tom, doggy tom 
You make me come, tom 

When I take him
till we're out of state 
And when they find us it'll be too late.

Bob-Bob-Bob-Bob-Bobbie Sue 
Can't, can't you see my love is true 
I want
on, bob that head
Bob that head

Hot girl wants a ride
Climbs up inside
Feelin' that rhythm
Right along with him
Now he's cruisin'
Don't want to lose it
with him
Now he's cruisin'
Don't want to lose it
Loop around Sonic
And right back on it
Low gear, drive by
Up and down
That's right

[Chorus]
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
Hey love, I want to be alone
I want to talk to tom
He knows more than you do
And we’re meant to get along
Hey you, I don’t wanna come and play
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if
is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know 
Whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave 
The capsule
Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you
running shit you can't even walk with us
Still I'm chill, blunt wider than a coffee cup
You know it's B.o, I do this for the people
Stacking c-notes,
Swahili Bob would do a strange thing
He'd sit there and make the telephone ring
You pick it up, and he's talkin' to you
Just sitting there--his
the ice
want to come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumor from ground control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message from
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?
Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song?
I've heard a rumor from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message
Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song?
I've heard a rumor from Ground Control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message
God made it if you want some love)
See, B.O.B. can't kiss those thighs (you better know)
B.O.B. can't share your morning rise (I even touch myself
is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if