I was talkin to the whippoorwill
He says you got a corny trill
Bob White! Whatcha gonna swing tonight?
I was talkin to the mocking bird
He says you are the worst he's heard,
Bob White! Whatcha gonna swing tonight?
Even the owl-tells me you're foul
Singin those lullaby notes,
Don't be a bring down
If you can swing down
Gimme those high notes
There's a lotta talk about you, Bob
and they're sayin you're "off the cob"
Fake it, Mister B
Take it, follow me, Bob white
We're gonna break it up tonight
1 | Dream Lover |
2 | Beyond The Sea |
3 | Mack the Knife |
4 | Multiplication |
5 | After You've Gone |
6 | Softly, As I Leave You |
7 | Artificial Flowers |
8 | Softly, As In A Morning Sunrise |
9 | Clementine |
10 | All By Myself |