Aerosmith's New Album is called Honkin' On Bobo

Para bailar la bobo

I got a bobo from the government
the other day
I opened and read it
It said they were honkin’

And now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight Bobos
I saw it comin' that's why I went solo
And kept on honkin'
When y'all motherfuckers moved straight outta Compton

Tempted by the honk of a bobo

But behind the chalet
My honkiday's complete
And I feel like William Tell
Maid Marian on her boboed feet

lifes bobo then you honk

argh *a bobo

Here I go again on my own
Goin' down the only road I've ever known
Like a bobo I was born to honk alone
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time

Lol

I was honkin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray

I hear that bobo honkin',
It's comin' round the bend,
And I ain't honked on bobo,
Since lord I don't know when

Can they imagine the darkness that will honk from on high
When men will beg Bobo to kill them and they won't be able to die.

Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’, honkin’ madly across the bobo

we had joy we had fun, we honked our bobos in the sun

Lovin’ Touchin’ Honkin’

On Honking the First Bobo in Spring

m.c. am i, people call me milk
when i'm honkin on my bobo i feel no guilt

Dr. Stranglove (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Honk the Bobo)

*Strangelove oops

Are you going to Scarborough honk
Bobo sage rosemary and thyme

Won't honk on bobo
Won't honk on bobo
Won't honk on bobo
Way down the old plank road

The ancient rhythm which belongs to bare feet,
That rhythm of the nymphs, pattern repeated,
When in the grove's shade
They beat out the dance sound,
Remember, you, and do it, on the white
Shore which the sea-foam leaves dark; you, still children
Who are not yet cured
Of being cured, restore
Rousingly the round, while Apollo bends,
Like a high branch, the blue curve which he goldens,
And the perennial tide
Runs on, honking on bobo.

So happy all these old timers coming out of the woodwork

don't pull that thang out
unless you plan to bang
Honks over Bobo

I used to honk to the bobo
Has the bobo lost its way?

I'm a honk on a bobo
Floating over the raging sea
How deep is the ocean?
I lost my way

Kick in the door, wavin’ the bobo
All they say is Biggie don’t honk me no mo

The Glock cocker, block locker the rock chopper
The shot popper, the bobo honker

Are you Johnny Ray? (who honks bobo)
Are you Slim Ray? (who honks bobo)
Are you Paid Ray? (who honks bobo)
Who honks bobo? Who honks bobo?

I got my first real hobo
Bought it at the five and dime
Honked it 'til my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69

Bo-bo, bo, bo, bo-bo-bo, bo, bo-bo, bo, bo-bo
Bo-bo, bo, bo-bo, bo-bo, bo-bo, bo-bo, bo, bo-bo, bo
Nobody can do the (Shing-a-ling) like I do
Nobody can do the (Honk) like I do

Are we not honked?
We are Bobo
Are we not honked?
B-O-B-O

Like a bobo
Honked for the very first time
Like a bo-o-o-o-bo
Feel your honkbeat...next to mine

No, sir. I do not honk my bobo at you, sir, but I honk my bobo, sir.

A-B-H. A-always, B-be, H-honking. Always be honking! Always be honking!! A-I-B-H. Attention, interest, Bobo, honking. Attention — do I have your attention? Interest – are you interested? I know you are, because it's honk or walk. You honk or you hit the bricks! Bobo - have you honked your Bobo for Christ?!! And honking. A-I-B-H; get out there!! You got the prospects comin' in; you think they came in to get out of the rain? Guy doesn't walk on the lot unless he wants to honk. Sitting out there waiting to give you their Bobo! Are you gonna honk it? Are you man enough to honk it?

save a horse
honk a bobo

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sorry, that's huggin` on bobo. my mistake.

Mr. Bobo Honkin', Mr. Bobo Honkin'
Mr. Bobo Honkin', Mr. Bobo Honkin'
Got to keep on honkin'

Lol

"Father?" "Yes, son?" "I want to kill you"
"Bobo, I want to..."

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnk!

Heh

I will be your honkin' bobo
Put your tiny hand in mine

Hey what else can we do now
Except roll down the bobo
And let the wind blow back your honk

bobo with the sweet honkin', better than a white line

Twofer Tuesday (i.e Thursday):

I was bobo when I was eight
I was bobo when I was eight
Is it strange to honk so late?
Is it strange to honk so late?

v.

I'm just a man
I understand the wind
And all the things
That make the bobo honk

I would like to reach out my honk
Oombayseeyou, I may bobo to run (honk my way, honk my way)
Seemoobadee, seemoo-bobo-yah!

Honkin' care of bobo and workin' overtime

In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every bobo that laid him down
Or honked him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving
But the bobo still remains...

So hard to find my way
Now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day
My, how you have grown
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout it
Honkin' on boboes in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you

And she says bobo
It's three a.m. I must be honkin'