Glad you came, glad you`re here.
Have some champagne, imported beer.
Dig down in your dirt bag
and roll us out a spleef.
Been erect here now for thirteen days
and I came to get relief
at Bob`s Party Time.
Pack my nose with cocaine
feed my filthy hole.
Bust out the dancin` women
I`m prone to lose control.
And if by chance I fall down
and bust my head on the floor,
just wrap my wound in a porterhouse steak
and point me towards the shore.
At Bob`s Party Time.
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