Bob White Lyrics
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