We are Sex Bob-omb! One-two-three-four Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Let me make your stasis My-my-my-my Serpentine I got a breathalyzer And my body's clean
stroking your body, Stroking these guitar strings and stroking your body, Stroking these guitar strings and stroking your body, We gonna make a love song, we
Like that, yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...
fresh it So just a bob ya head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin Bob your head Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin' I make your heads bob
the ropes an' we'll tie them to the walls An' we all jump off at the same time an' break our necks An' we'll make at least 13 quid an' you knows we'll
many years now But up until today I haven't had an experience as really worthy of this column The solo jux avidly have to repeat I felt weak, felt like we were havin sex
a dumb trip twist to a front flip son that was some trick watch all the dumb chicks hump when I bump this Kinda like the blonde Bob Saget Ash can
Bentley Coupe, P. Miller rims, convertible top my nigga Keep my enemies close and watch my friends And I'ma rep the New No Limit 'til the casket bend We did it once, we
false. We begin the test in five seconds. Three, two, one. All my life my mother kept telling me, Sex is bad, sex is wrong. When I'm having sex, I'll
of your bank And do it on the floor No bother, a stor That's easily arranged So we stole into the bank And down the creaky stairs Soon we were inside
Nasty and Jerome are very naughty naughty...naughty...naughty...naughty...naughty yeahh blud aiiiite yep yep yep brrrap yes nasty and jerome innit fuck
We eat and live off of berries and bison And on the weekends we'll take the kids to the drive-in So we can teach them all about sex and violence You
got SEX, DRUGS, and RRSPs I'm a rock and roller with financial security SEX, DRUGS and RRSPs I'm a guitar hero with mortgage equity. We used to
it's there to tax I'm on a crazy mission to wax bob mack Up to the top, to the very last drop I'm making bunk from the rhymes I make I'm selling sex
{Alright we gonna prove we are adults now We are a punk rock band who are a new wave band} I'm tired of self-respect, I can't afford a car I wanna be
I let loose negative tones so you better get flows to counter act what we've done proceed more stunts cause I'm hard like a street, son we go and step
? Sy borg: I share this apartment With a modified Gay bob doll He goes all the way... Ever try oral sex with A miniature rubberized Homo-replica?
's an E true story, sex and drugs and tragedy The next cliche we found God and the rest is history And the whole wide world was watchin' Billy Bob and
