Lyrics:
of the best couldn't mess with the boogie down Bronxster
It's heavy promo catchin' beef with Joe
But my man, don't get caught up in these streets alone
they'll
our names in lights at last
No more hot dogs at Sloppy Joe`s
We`re gonna dine on steak and wine at Del Monaco`s
Rich or poor it`s great to have dough
don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup
All our thoughts of doubt and fear are leaving one by one
The more we live, the more we learn, the more we know.
For each of us the road is clear
Bob's Last Drive-In show
Blood, Beasties, Boobies and more
Joe Bob's Last Drive-In show
It's a spooky marathon
With monsters and ghosts
Crazy kooky fun
one warmer Than the one before As I love you more and more And more (in the 1969 version repeating the last verse during fade out) (transcribed by Roman
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
Jesus loves you more than you will know.
God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson.
Heaven holds a place for those who
More and more this heart of mine confesses
More and more I'm caught in your caresses
Warmed by the breath of your sighs
Cooled by the blue of your
Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup
hitting that lonesome road
Out by the highway sign
???
Don't nobody seem to know him no more
Don't have a passport
Don't have a driver's license
Man Kojak
he gon' give me more cream so I can cop mo' gats
Joe and Duke came through, them niggas copped two Tecks
said "Don't go by the gamblin'
I was a cold beer drinker down at Joe's place
A corner pocket sinker at a pedal down pace
Another man's early was my gettin' home late
Fast
never been towed
Greasy Joe
Greasy Joe
Greasy Joe
Greasy Joe
May be fat but got more muscles than his cars
Every day he goes through twelve chocolate bars
don't wanna tarantella
Hey mambo, no more a mozzarella
Hey mambo, mambo italiano
Try an enchilada with the fishy baccalà and then a-
Hey cumpa',
you
And so it goes
Can you imagine
How much I love you?
The more I see you
As years go by
I know the only one for me
Can only be you
My arms
sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I
on the tongue, I get impatient
To taste a little more, little more, little more, a little more
I like to watch you stir, I like the motion of your
Side
for four more years we won't have a country
Let me hear you shout impeach Joe Biden if you agree
Impeach Joe Biden, impeach Joe Biden, impeach Joe
Slowly I'm falling more in love with you
[Guitar]
More and more I need you and want you by my side
More and more I love you as each day passes by
held me high on
Clouds of sunlight floating by
Oh mother, tell me more
Tell me more
stand
(I'm a man) Am I by
(I'm a man) I'm your slave
(I'm a man) I'm a little girl when we make love together
Hey, hey, hey
Jude, don't make it bad
Take
for no reason or rhyme
It's just that the whole world is three drinks behind
So, set 'em up, Joe
Set 'em up all around
There ain't no good reason
No more ice cream cones to share
No more sittin' just playin' in your hair
No more picnics out by the sea
There ain't no more nuttin' and it's all
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