Lyrics:
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Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
I write her off, looking for some closure
Yeah yeah yeah
I write her off, looking for some closure
Oh oh
Laid back, drink slow sippin' blue goo
She's
way we'll go
I live and die by the code
Think I was born on my toes
That boy skin and some bones
Look at em now he grown
Yo Josh I'm lost in the zone
Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh
Over the fields we go, laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring, making spirits bright
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
to smell the wetness
Of grass and trees
And see ground kissed
By honey bees
Like way back home, now
Oh, but childhood days
Are dead 'n gone
Well,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
making spirits bright,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way,
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
making spirits bright,
playing hockey
I wanna bring a couple chips back home, know my name like Crosby
Know my name like Mac, know my name like Wiz
I wanna be bigger than what's
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie
Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
bob at your door
Still rockin
Everybody say that
Knock knockin
Lookin for the payback
I grew up in the back woods
Hung in the crack hoods
Okay, rich mother fucker home 505
From the east side of town where you don't drive by
What's that sound? It's another drive-by
Always got a mask
soul for sale
Bob right bob left
Do it by the books
This line ain't the fucking chorus homie its a hook
Coming from right under here let's get it shook
comparison
I went on down to the pub to stock up for the long night by myself
That's one way out of this cold and lonely world
Yes I'll be a rose that blooms
he didn't quite
Bob and Mae come up from little town
Way down by lake Texoma where he coaches football
They were two A champions now for two years
And gained the whole wide world,
And almost lost our souls.
Some say we should have lead the way;
Take it over from Bob Marley.
Got brainwashed by
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way (ha ha ha)
Bells on bob-tails ring
Making spirits
Bob was that guy who fights
Gets into a gun battle type
With a knife
Like, if you challenge him right now
You may be humbled by the fact
That he is
Beat fresh
I'm taking you to Arkham asylum you've been a bad boy
Give me a one, give me a two, give me a three, take me back to the zoo
Take me home
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