all the way to New Orleans Pull my ol' harp out of my dirty red bandanna Blowing while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield wipers slappin' time And Bobby
easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues Lord that was good enough for me, yes it was Good enough for me and Bobby McGee, yeah Me and Bobby McGee
Late morning, midnight, sunny Tuesday gloom Silence under shutters, stillness in the room Bobby Lee, Bobby Lee, this cave?s too dark for me I gotta go
the way to New Orleans Pull my ol' harp out of my dirty red bandanna Blowing while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield wipers slappin' time And Bobby
Traduzione: Kris Delmhorst. Bobby Lee.
Her name is Bobbie Lee and she?s movin? she?s gotta make a dream come true some might say she took a dead wrong turn she took the only road she knew
There it is, black and white.." .. "There it is, black and white" [Verse Three: MC Serch, Pete Nice] Back in the days when kids were mack daddies Striped Lee
baby Too animalistic Bob and Coozy are sitting on the couch She wants to eat, the Cooze ain't no slouch She says come on baby, I want a Sara Lee up
Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up
te-ll) Snitches get stitches when they go to ja-il (You won't te-ll, I won't te-ll) Verse One: Greg Nice Sometimes I feel like Bobby's World Rocked
Spike Lee.. WAKE UP!!!!!!!! Yeah, word (Do you know, where you're goin to) Yes (Do you like the things that life is showin you) Uhh, industry uh (Where
diddy to your city, on the Zapp side with the vibe I'm Stone Cold like Bobby and Ralph T I come with the Game of Death, without Bruce Lee The irregular
shoties Other half got watch they bodies From the niggaz with the black mask, snatch cash, fuck the lottery Even a strong arm robberies strong ties to Bobby
you..) Hollerin whoa now! Slow down, switch it up Mami don't frown, go down, heat it up [Nelly] I'm like a New Edition; y'all not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
how you lost your first job punk Now get in line, for you get your lil' thick-ass tossed up! Shit! I studied under Bruce Lee nigga He was on the fourth
Seemed Rockin Kangols W/Adidas And Lee Jeans Nameplates And 4 Finger Rings Jelly Sandals For Your Feet Mr. Softee Made Life Sweet How I Long __ [Bridge] New Edition Sang To Me Ronnie, Bobby
let's parlay with Smokey Robinson and Bootsy, lightin aluminum foil Watch that crack pipe boil With Richard Pryor we burned the house down gettin higher Don't think I'm bluffin Meet Tommy Lee
I dig Bobby Dylan and I dig Johnny Cash And I think Waylon Jennings is a table thumpin' smash And hearin' Joni Mitchell feels as good as smokin' grass
