Plainclothes cops greet him Small town, big man, fresh lipstick glistening Sophomore jive From victims of typewriters The band sounds like typewriters The big
bay Listen to the band listen to the big-band To the bang-bang to the bang-bang blow horn ! Hey - listen to the band listen to the band ! (6x) The
to the band Listen to the band Hey - listen to the band Listen to the band I want you listen to the band Hey - listen to the band The Sound of Musik
Plainclothes cops greet him Small town, big man Fresh lipstick glistening Sophomore jive From victims of typewriters The band sounds like typewriters The big
s easy to see that you want me I don't hide things well So I bet you can tell that I want you too We sit for a while then both of us smile As the band
suck on a warm cock Originate trends. my rhymes they get paid So making ends and beginnings. see, I'm never afraid Of a pancake mc 'cause I'm flip when I sways
You?re looking swell, dolly, we can tell, dolly You?re still glowing, you?re still crowing, you?re still going strong We feel the room swaying ?cause the band
First I Look at the Purse by the J. Geils Band Some fellas look at the eyes Some fellas look at the nose Some fellas look at the size Some fellas look
Plainclothes cops greet him Small town, big man, fresh lipstick glistening Sophomore jive from victims of typewriters The band sounds like typewriters The big
of it Show bus'ness It's lucky breaks A chance to show if You got what it takes Give it your best and You're on your way Let the big band play! Show
The caviar and the diamond rings It goes all night I see the writing on the wall The bright lights of a big soiree The satin glows and the tango sways
Xena: "All right, listen up. Playing music's the way for a muse to inspire. And, the best sounding band will win Terpsichore's lyre." Gabrielle: "If
the Band, listen to the big band, to the bang-bang, to the bang-bang, blow horn Hey listen to the band - listen to the band (rep 6 times) The sound
where my money young niggaz gotta have that Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag Pockets fat like I'm carrying a backpack A couple grand for the louie band
Wiggum, in a tuxedo, eats a hot dog in his bedroom. He has a huge mustard stain on his shirt.) Wiggum: Who can clean me up before the big policeman's
