Prince - Bob George Lyrics
[gal]Let me see ya danceNew coat, huh?Thats niceDid u buy it?Yeah, rightU seeing that rich mother*****er againU know who Im talking aboutThat slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouthDont try to play me 4 yesterdays foolCuz Ill slap your ass into the middle of next weekIm sorry baby, thats the rulesI pay the rent in this raggedy mother*****erAnd all u do is suck up food and heatSay what? oh yeah?4 someone who cant stand them t.v. dinnersU sure eat enought of them mother*****ersWho bought u that diamond ring?Yeah, right.Since when did u have a job?U seeing that rich mother*****er againWhats his name? bob?Bob, aint that a *****?Whats he do for a living?Manage rock stars?Who?Prince?Aint that a *****?That skinny mother*****er with the high voice?Please, who do I look like baby?Yesterdays fool?Dont u know I will kill u now?Ure *****in right.I gotta gunU think I dont?Then whats this?Oh, u quiet nowUh uh!Little? yeah, right. it might be little but its loudYeah, right.Uh uh!Now put that suitcase downAnd go in thereAnd put on that wig I bought uNo, noNo, noThe reddish-brown oneBob, aint that a *****?OhGotchaGot yaHey bob, if ure out there, let me see u danceU said u was funkyCmon, cmonAint that a *****?Bob(come out with your hands up)Ill kick your ass (this is your last warning)Think I wont? (oh no! the niggers got a laser)(lets get the hell out of here)Is mr. george home?Hello, mr. george? {note: the high pitched voice}This is your conscience, mother*****er {that responds to his call, when}Why dont u leave mother*****ers alone? {slowed down to about 2 rpm,says}Whats wrong with u? {operator, what city please? }Well, why cant we just dance?Why cant we just dance?No, ***** that, ***** thatI dont talk about u, I dont talk about uWit yo little almond-shaped head assWho the ***** do u think this is?Ill kick your ass... twiceBob, if ure out thereLet me see u danceU said u were funky, cmonB-o-b, spell the shit backwards, whatd it saySame mother*****in shitTurn it outBob, aint that a *****?
