Bob George

Song Bob George
Artist Prince
Album The Black Album

Lyrics

作词 : Prince
Gal, let me see ya dance
New coat, huh?
That's nice, did you buy it?
Yeah, right
You seein' that rich mother****** again
You know who
I'm talkin' about
That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth
Don't try to play me for yesterday's fool'
Cuz I'll slap your ass into the middle of next week
I'm sorry baby, that's the rules
I pay the rent in this raggedy mother******
And all you do is suck up food and eat
Say what?
Oh yeah?For someone who can't stand them
TV dinners
You sure eat enough of them mother******s
Who bought you that diamond ring?
Yeah right, since when did you have a job?
You seeing that rich mother****** again
What's his name?
Bob? Bob, ain't that a *************?
What's he do for a living?
Manage rock stars?
Who, Prince?
Ain't that a *************?
That skinny mother****** with the high voice?
Please, who do
I look like baby?
Yesterday's fool?
Don't you know
I will kill you now?
You're *************' right,
I gotta gun
You think
I don't? Then what's this?
Oh, you quiet now, uh uh
Little? Yeah right, it might be little but it's loud
Yeah, right, uh uh
Now put that suitcase down and go in there
And put on that wig
I bought you, no, no no, no
The reddish-brown one,
Bob, ain't that a *************?
Oh, gotcha, got ya
Hey Bob, if you're out there, let me see you dance
You said you was funky, c'mon, c'mon
Ain't that a *************?
BobCome out with your hands up,
I'll kick your ass
This is your last warning, think
I won't?Oh no, the nigger's got a laser
Let's get the hell out of here
Is Mr. George home?
Hello, Mr.
George?This is your conscience, mother******
Why don't you leave mother******s alone?
What's wrong with you?
Well, why can't we just dance?
Why can't we just dance?
No, ************* that, ************* that
I don't talk about you,
I don't talk about you[Incomprehensible] yo little almond shaped head ass
Who the ************* do you think this is?
I'll kick your ass, twice
Bob, if you're out there
Let me see you dance
You said you were funky, c'mon
B O B, spell the *************t backwards, what'd it say
Same mother*************' *************t
Turn it out,
Bob, ain't that a *************?

Pinyin

zuò cí : Prince
Gal, let me see ya dance
New coat, huh?
That' s nice, did you buy it?
Yeah, right
You seein' that rich mother again
You know who
I' m talkin' about
That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth
Don' t try to play me for yesterday' s fool'
Cuz I' ll slap your ass into the middle of next week
I' m sorry baby, that' s the rules
I pay the rent in this raggedy mother
And all you do is suck up food and eat
Say what?
Oh yeah? For someone who can' t stand them
TV dinners
You sure eat enough of them mother s
Who bought you that diamond ring?
Yeah right, since when did you have a job?
You seeing that rich mother again
What' s his name?
Bob? Bob, ain' t that a ?
What' s he do for a living?
Manage rock stars?
Who, Prince?
Ain' t that a ?
That skinny mother with the high voice?
Please, who do
I look like baby?
Yesterday' s fool?
Don' t you know
I will kill you now?
You' re ' right,
I gotta gun
You think
I don' t? Then what' s this?
Oh, you quiet now, uh uh
Little? Yeah right, it might be little but it' s loud
Yeah, right, uh uh
Now put that suitcase down and go in there
And put on that wig
I bought you, no, no no, no
The reddishbrown one,
Bob, ain' t that a ?
Oh, gotcha, got ya
Hey Bob, if you' re out there, let me see you dance
You said you was funky, c' mon, c' mon
Ain' t that a ?
BobCome out with your hands up,
I' ll kick your ass
This is your last warning, think
I won' t? Oh no, the nigger' s got a laser
Let' s get the hell out of here
Is Mr. George home?
Hello, Mr.
George? This is your conscience, mother
Why don' t you leave mother s alone?
What' s wrong with you?
Well, why can' t we just dance?
Why can' t we just dance?
No, that, that
I don' t talk about you,
I don' t talk about you Incomprehensible yo little almond shaped head ass
Who the do you think this is?
I' ll kick your ass, twice
Bob, if you' re out there
Let me see you dance
You said you were funky, c' mon
B O B, spell the t backwards, what' d it say
Same mother' t
Turn it out,
Bob, ain' t that a ?