Lyrics:
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah
B-I-G, B-O-I
An-An-Andre
To the T-O-P
Bob
Painting a picture like Bob Ross
Gotta play it cool, take it slow cannot take a loss
Painting a picture like Bob Ross
Gotta play it cool, take it
Bob Fllay, Bob Fllay
Bob, Bob, Bob Fllay
Bob Fllay, Bob Fllay
Bob, Bob, Bob Fllay
Un ter, la tête à E.T
Un ter, la tête Haïti
Un ter, la tête Haïti
Tirer des lattes comme bob
Appelle moi ter E.T Bob
Un ter, la tête
IL PINGUINO BOB
(G.Raschiatore)
Io per amico ho un pinguino strano
col suo vestito che sembra un maggiordomo
Mi Fa domande molto strane
Io lo
Uh uh, yeah yeah, x2
Ayo, Thelonious Bob, you know that I thrive, no longer all the days of making music just to survive, my shit is live, your shit
There was a suicide in Prescott today
Bob kissed his wife and went on his way
To breakfast with friends like he always did
They ate and chatted
Bobby Joe, bobby bobby sloppity bo
Joey bob, joey joey bobbity joe
Bobby Joe, bobby bobby sloppity bo
Joey bob, bobby bobby joe with the bo
Bobby
meg i gjemsel
Er det du som blir gjemt
Det går sånn
sånn bob bob bob
sånn bob bob
Det går sånn som
Som en yoyoyo
Som en yoyo
Og det spinner
Og det
Un doute plane à travers la Vieille Capitale
Que Bob Bissonnette s’rait pas un gars normal
Régis Labeaume pense que c’pas un être humain
Les gens
echt niet bouwen
Kan alleen van stapels houden ik wil goeie eten kauwen (kauwen kauwen kauwen)
Bob de Bouwer ik heb bakstenen (ey ey bakstenen)
Ik heb
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
Jolly Jolly Bob var en glad sjöman
Som var född i Aberdeen
Han var mönstrad av och gick nu i land
För en tös från Golders Green
Hon var anställd i
a side hoe
Rappen enkel over cash flow, bravo
Guy el presidente, staatshoofd
Jullie apen na, wij vinden uit, bro
Bob, bob, bob!
J'en ai rien
I once knew a pirate named bob
B-o-b bob was a drunken old slob
B-o-b bob was about as dumb as a rock
But bob made it to the top
[Chorus]
He
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
Laura, Bob en Ellen
Gitaristen alle drie
Met stemmen als de ochtendwind
Uit Nashville, Tennessee
Op een nacht zag Bobby Laura
Het ging een half
fuori moda
I capelli lunghi dietro il whisky and soda
Questi poser mi daranno dello snob
Ma io sulle piste vado solo in bob
In bob in bob sulle piste solo
Jolly Jolly Bob var en glad sjöman som var född i Aberdeen
Han var mönstrad av och gick nu i land
För en tös från Golders Green
Hon var anställd i
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
two, and ask for Bob."
Well, I called Bob up on the telephone, he says, "Hello, this is Bob speakin'." I says "This here the Bob got the pickup truck
and jump
Get up and jump, get up and jump
Get up and jump, get up and jump
Get up and jump, get up and jump
Jam Bob, Jim Bob, slim Bob boogie
bob-tail nag,
Somebody bet on de bay.
De long tail filly and de big black hoss, doo-dah! doo-dah!
Dey fly de track and dey both cut across, oh,
We don't like him he's such a geek
He wears funny glasses he has so many zits
Bob Turkee the dick
Bob Turkee the dick
Bob Turkee the turkey
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