| Glad you came, glad you’re here
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| Have some champagne, imported beer
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| Dig down in your dirt bag and roll us out a spleef
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| Been erect here now for thirteen days and I came to get relief, relief
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| Bob’s Party Time, Bob’s Party Time, Bob’s Party Time
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| Peck my nose with cocaine to feed my filthy hole
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| Bust out the dancin' women, I’m prone to lose control
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| And if by chance I fall down and bust my head on the floor
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| Just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak and point me towards the shore,
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| the shore
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| Bob’s Party Time, Bob’s Party Time,
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| At Bob’s Party Time, Bob’s Party Time, Bob’s Party Time, Bob’s Party Time
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| Glad you came, glad you were here
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| We drank champagne, imported beer
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| At Bob’s Party Time no glass goes dry |