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Brormand, det' mer' end bob det her
Brormand, det' mer' end dope det her
Brormand, bare hent og så cut det her
Brormand, der' nok af skejs til jer

wanna be next to you

Like Dr. Tom, like Mr. Met
Like Professor Frink, like a Chia pet
Like Eddie Bow, like Bob Levito??
Like Jill Talley, like Don

too far
Go to Lar, go to Lar, go to Largo

I'm hopping scotches with Loretta and Bob
But barely containing my rapturous song
Jon's calling names

To my sweet trampoline
And acres of crash site love

Presidential delays
Suppose I'm just lucky
I'm having a shindig
Me, Red Bob and The Ivory Host

Oh Superman dance, he dance the Wawazawa
So come on now
Bob Hope dance, oh he dance the Wawazawa
Kenneth Kendall dance, he dance the Wawazawa
Arthur

with the bob, you'll be my main one
Let's take this argument back up to my place (my place)
Sex reminds you I'm nonviolent, I'm your day one
We ain't

My Ghetto Heroes

Master P

Ice Cream Man

And take any nigga in the click to the Super Bowl
And party like it ain't nothin
But most of my homies they done died over drug money
Like Bizzy Bob

IKH VEL ZAYN BAFRAYT (I Shall Be Released)
Original English by Bob Dylan, Yiddish by Daniel Kahn
di gantse velt iz ful mit sonim
un vi a yor iz yede

Fee-fi-m-mar-mold
Arnold!

But if the first two letters are ever the same
I drop them both, then say the name
Like Bob, Bob, drop the "B's", Bo-ob
Or Fred,

All I do is bob and weave
Weave weave weave
Most don't know I got these tricks up my
Sleeves sleeves sleeves
Don't worry I'll be brief
Then you can

socks at the pop of the tops
Never get cool like to call it Glock
Twisted minded like Bob Zealot

Roxanne
(Roxanne Roxanne)

You dont have to put

-Are you ready on the lead guitar, Bob?
-Yeah, I'm ready...

Tuning up, going far, rocking and rolling on my old guitar
I'm on the road again, I'm

There was Everything but the Girl
Bob Geldof has no ego
That man should get the Nobel Prize
By the time he sang the solo on Feed the World
I thought he

to somewhere else
And sometimes I play the martyr, but I mostly play myself
And I welcome all you ravers, every straight guy needs a kook
I'm Bob Dylan in

Get Bizzy

Gudda Gudda

Gudda Grindin

2012

drop bombs like dynamite
You niggas is sweet, yeah sweet like Mike'n'Ikes
Bob Barker with the Phantom white, 'cause my price is right
Hit the club

me screamin’ your name in the bathroom
I’ll be grounded for a year
Meet me out the window
Game of spin the bottle
I’m your 40 ounce of beer

Bob tells

Back Up

C-Murder

The Tru Story: Continued

2006

Bob, ya head to this
Bob, yo head to that
Bob, ya head to this

They say I'm crazy but they can't faze me
Them chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be

bob, Marley (brr)
I got a whole army, ask Charlie
Pull up with a killer, he the Joker, I'm Harley (brr)
Wrist on chunky Barbie (Barbie)
Me, Onika

Idris Strike Song

Chumbawamba

English Rebel Songs 1381-1984

1998

drinking soda water
Or imbibing ginger pop
Think of some who work at Idris
For very little pay
And who only get nine bob
For a most unpleasant job

The Name Game

The Chenille Sisters

The Big Picture and Other Songs for Kids

1992

Fee fi m-mar-mold. Arnold!
 
But if the first two letters are ever the same,
Crop them both, then say the name.
Like Bob, Bob, drop the "B's",

are wild, send you monkeys to a camp
Slob on my knob
Bitches stay imitating, I'm always getting robbed
You niggas are square, call you SpongeBob
I am

San Antonio Rose

Eddie Adcock

Bluegrass Tribute to the Stars of Country

2008

SAN ANTONIO ROSE

(Bob Wills)

Deep within my heart lies a melody
A song of old San Antone
Where in dreams I live with a memory
Beneath

So bob ya head now, if you stuck in the slums
A put ya head down, when ya running from guns
They want ya dead now, buried under the sun
You put your

Geraldine cleans
Billy Bob swabs
Jeremy irons
And Sophie sews
 
And in the long days of summer 
You'll find
There are moths 
In the mittens