Lyrics:
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I
home
With nobody near
I know that it makes you feel bad
But you're part of the problem
Confidence Tom will never get back
Killed by his dreams
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺
电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie
everyone can talk about this
e-pal bob and Mike
i try day by day never say die
listen this real shit called tom type
wake up young
love You.
We lift Your Name in all the earth.
May Your kingdom be established
In our praises,
As Your people declare
Your mighty works.
by Bob Fitts
©
Bob Marley in the middle of the night
Bob Marley make me feel so right, yeah
Bob Marley yes im singing bout you
You make me feel so good let me tell
on the beach
Bob Dylan doing a handstand in a street
Tom Waits timing his posts like his music
Can you imagine Leonard Cohen doing this?
Don't tell me they
the mañana
Mi need a bad one by me
Mi need a bad one beside me
They see dem suck pussy boi, try me
Bodmon, you can't do ah man grimy
Mi gun on me
Case
Follow me down
Follow me down
Follow me down
By Mr Tom Hughes, ooh
My mama told me
My lil' sister too
"Women down the street, sonny
Gonna be
about to mutilate
Last year before I left I told you to wait
But you couldn't stay loyal started goin astray
Thinking Tom, Dick, and Harry can mess
We would now like to salute all of the beautiful singing groups all over the world
When the Norman Luboff Chorus
Sings a song like this (like
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
thank you very much. chicago, if you'll recall, was the town in which we received the very f
Voodoo butter underpants... heh, heh... the pants that nearly
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
you're used to hearing
From the, from the original recording
But when, when I wrote that song back in 1976, I wrote three verses to it
We didn't put
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls along
And sing this sleighing song.
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,
Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him
Bobby's in the road again
Singing like his life depends
F310 around his neck
It's out of tune but what the heck
He'll sing a song and dance and sway
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
Now the young nigga head smokin'
Nigga stop that pump fakin' who the fuck is you Tom Brady?
My young niggas dumb crazy, might snatch your old lady
Yeah, that feels sexy right there
Feel us on this one
B. McKnight with Tim and Bob
This is not another love song
See, I know what you
Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
and recognize the alphabet
You can't survive in a room full of Gs
Coached by my Uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him
They tryna steal the game
And we killing all
would you tell the guys in the band
Play a song for me and my friend?
Hey, the gray speckled bird and
A wild Irish flute day drinkin' again
Day drinkin'
Chyeah! You guessed accurately
It's me, ladies and gents
Weezy F baby, please say the "Baby"
B told you that, yeah (Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
Gangsta Grillz
goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA
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