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Thread #35677 Message #488396
Posted By: Charley Noble
20-Jun-01 - 09:31 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: A Gob is a Slob, Wherever He May Be
Subject: Lyr Add: A GOB IS A SLOB (Oscar Brand)^^^
Ah, here's a transplant from an earlier thread fouind search for "Gob is a Slob":
Here is Oscar Brand's version of "A Gob is a Slob" from Vol. 2 as requested by Bruce O.:
A Gob is a Slob
My mother told me not to talk to strangers in the street As the years went by remembering I was never indiscreet But girls are girls and boys are boys and boys and girls are fools We're all the same so who's to blame when its nature makes the rules
Well I walked down the street like a good girl should He followed me down the street like I knew he would Because a gob is a slob where ever he may be Listen and I'll tell you what this sailor did to me
I walked to my house like a good girl should He followed to my house like I knew he would Because a gob is a slob where ever he may be Listen while I tell you what this sailor did to me
I ran up the stair like a frighetend hare I even locked my bedroom door I turned to the bed almost fell over dead Somehow he sneaked right in before
I got into bed like a good girl should He followed me into bed like I knew he would Because a gob is a slob where ever he may be Listen and I'll tell you what this sailor did to me
I pursed my lips I tried a frown but frowning's not my style I tried a pout but what came out was a coy inviting smile I knew he would have had me even if I had refused He didn't need encouragement but what he got he used
I got into bed like a good girl should He followed me into bed like I knew he would Because a gob is a slob where ever he may be Listen while I tell you what this fellow did to me
I got me a time like a good girl should He got him a time like I knew he would Because a gob is a slob where ever he may be Listen while I tell you what this sailor did to me
He grabbed me tight and he switched off the light And he settled down to stay I would have said please leave this bed But who the hell is built that way
So had me a child like a good girl should And he went off to sea like I knew he would Because a gob is a slob where ever he may be Now you heard the story what this sailor did to me