Lyrics:
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
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
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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I
It's Christmas in Ignace
Mommy's got a rock
She'll give it to Daddy
It's Christmas in Ignace
(It's Christmas in Ignace)
It's Christmas in Ignace
more.
They pass by mommy shark
quick, quick, quick!
And they swim, swim, swim
all over the sea.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo,
doo bi doo bob!
And they swim,
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
It's Christmas in Ignace
Mommy's got a rock
She'll give it to Daddy
It's Christmas in Ignace (It's Christmas in Ignace)
It's Christmas in Ignace
Cold cold days, cold cold nights
Make no moves, starve you might
Mommy screams pappy alright
That's why we fight, why we strive
Cold cold days, cold
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
to the mob John Gotti, rap dudes bitin' me cause
I got it locked like the late Bob Marley
Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley
Solemnly we mourn, all
estrellas
And they call us the gonzos, the gonzo compadres
Los gatos con queso, and we love our mommies
We live by the mountains, we live by the sea
We live
[Intro: RZA]
Yo, the great Digi
"What are you looking for?"
The World's greatest mind
Bob Digital
"Man with no mother"
[RZA]
Yo, try to cross
and thermodynamics
Electromagnetism and quantum theory
These are some of the powers used by the great Bob Digital
Classical physics
Mechanical physics
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
of hearing mother that cried
Multiplied by the sound of police sirens that's wailing
In hot pursuit of assailants
Paint lyrics outta Van Halen
You really got
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
Don't you know, don't you know (ayy)
New York was killing me?
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
car
How you still broke with a job
Like how you a nigga named bob
You not a trap nigga stop
You cant even trap in the dark
These niggas scared they not
Stray bullet!
Ive played my part
Dey by myside make you no
Leave me, mafimikpa
Mafimikpa, cos you dey wound me, dangerous
No need protection
I go by the name Wadude
Velli velli, vovo voom
Just the other day popo knocked on my door (voom)
I wondered who’s that monikinmaso
Get down on your
huh?
Fuckin' on your baby mommy, keep the Tommy with me
Bullet make your head bob, huh?
Put you right up on that T-shirt, ain't no politickin'
I love
Still wearin' Skippys
Bob had Adidas and Pumas, I could a had a pair
My mommy said wait 'til Christmas but I needed em sooner
If you heard I was broke
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