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 a 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 be
Take it, follow me, Bob white
We're gonna break it up tonight
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