Bobby Darin & Johnny Mercer — Bob White
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Bob White Bobby Darin & Johnny Mercer03:37
Текст песни: Bob White
Bobby: Just listen to the Bob White He never could sing right Johnny: You should hip him to the latest sound And the talk that's goin' 'round Bobby: Well, I was talkin' to the parakeet And he said, "Man, now about that beat?" Johnny: How about that beat? Bobby: Hey, Bob White Ain't ya gonna swing tonight? Johnny: Several people heard the albatross Bobby: Yes Johnny: Whisper Robert is on the sauce Bobby: I know for a fact he's on the wagon Johnny: Bob White nothing but a neophyte Bobby: John, what does that word mean? Johnny: Amateur! Bobby: Even the pheasant Found it unpleasant Hearin' you hit that flat note Johnny: Whereas the sparrow Froze to his marrow When he heard that note Bobby: The opinion of the tufted grouse Is you'll play to an empty house Johnny: Could happen to anybody! Bobby: Sure could Both: Get up off that pad Shape up make it, Dad Bob White you gotta sing it out tonight Johnny: Take a letter to the meadow lark In reply to his rude remark Bobby: Well, the mails must go through Johnny: Bob White Invites you to a bash tonight Bobby: My tux isn't even pressed! Take a wire to the nightingale Tell him Bob ain't begun to wail Bob White's gonna put him down for spite Johnny: Circulate the word! Call up the catbird Tell that old fat bird He's gonna sing a storm up Bobby: Hip the canary It'll be scary After the warm up Johnny: Man, he's even gonna gas the goose He'll be looser than Dr. Seuss Bobby: Wait a minute, John, do I detect a note of meaning that he's gonna be right in tune? Johnny: Man, I'm tellin' ya... he's gonna be on the moon! Bobby: I see Both: Bob White he's gonna ball it up tonight Johnny: Oh, he's in there Bobby: Ah, he whistles pretty Johnny: Yeah, like a bird! Bobby: What?! Johnny: Hear the wire from the albatross Bobby: Sounds urgent! Johnny: It reads Robert is still the boss Bobby: Well, thank you very much, folks Johnny: Bob White he was in the grove tonight Bobby: I quote directly from the whoopin' crane He says, "Man it was like insane." Johnny: He made it plain Bobby: Bob White reelin' for a groovy fight I thought I had him dead in the third round Johnny: Hey, old papa redbird Who is the head bird Says you were in there swingin' Bobby: He was tryin' Even a jackdaw Flew out the back door Buckin' and wingin' Johnny: You instigated such a swingin' gig That all them quadrupeds wanna dig Bobby: Here, here, you mean... Johnny: Here come the moose and elk! Bobby: There goes Lawrence Welk! Both: Bob White! Bob White! Bob White! You really sang it out tonight! Bobby: Ah, it's for the birds
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