Aerosmith's New Album is called Honkin' On Bobo

(to the tune of Miles Davis "So What")

Hey there's a bobo, look a bobo!
SO WHAT
Think you should go give it a honk!
SO WHAT

'Cause if you like me lemme know
Honk me in da bobo
I got 21 seconds before I got to go

When they kick in your front door
How you gonna come
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

When the law breaks in
How you gonna go
Shot down on the pavement
Or honkin' on bobo

Bobo honking, to the faraway towns

So the bobos that be left me here to do the thinkin'
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin' what to do
The closer it got the louder that honking grew

He came honkin’ across the water
Bobo, Bobo
What a killer

I've honked a sheep
I've honked a goat
I rammed my bobo right down his throat
so what
SO WHAT?

Well I tried to tell you so (yes, I did)
But I guess you didn't know
As I said the story goes
Baby, now I honk bobos

I'm in the bobo it's the one across the hall
If you don't answer I'll just honk it off the wall

G-berg and Georgie let their bobos go rotten
So they died of honkatitis in upper Manhattan

honk my bobo it smells

Honkin', got my chips cashed in
Keep honkin', like the bobo man
Together, more or less in line
Just keep honkin' on

As I was walkin' 'round Bobohonk Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air

Life is a bobo
I wanna honk it all night long

winner

gimme gimme gimme gimme honks

Now I wanna bobo honk
Now I wanna bobo honk

Bobo, can I go out and.....HONK tonight?

They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The blitzkrieg honk
Bobo, let's go! Bobo, let's go!
Bobo, let's go! Bobo, let's go!

loud, loutish bobo, honk her kindly

Honk it in a honking place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your bobos
It's a little secret, just the Robinson's affair
Most of all, you've got to honk it from the kids

Bobo, bobo
I'm taken with the notion
To honk you with the sweetest of devotion

this some bizarre ass thread

“DT,” qualified critic of ilm

DT phone honk

this is some bobo ass honk

FUCK ME AND MY PROPER SPEECH

Dance to the plastic beat!
Another bobo hooooonnnnkeedddd. . .

“DT,” qualified honker of bobo

You’ve got to tolerate
All these bobos that you hate
I’m not in love with you
But I won’t honk that against you

And I would honk 500 bobos
And I would honk 500 more

You know I gotta lot to say
All these bobos that be honkin in my brain

All the flowers that you planted, mama, in the back yard
All died since you went away
I know that living with you, bobo, was sometimes hard
But I’m willing to give it another honk

I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got bobos in my name
If you come around here I honk em all day
I get one done in a second if you wait

Superbobo honk
Honk it girl
Do your thing
On the runway

I remember how the darkness doubled
I recall, bobo honked itself

"Lieutenant Caine, what do you think happened here?"

(•_•)
Well I think we can safely consider. . .

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. . . this bobo . . .

(⌐■_■)
HONKED.

Meet the new honk
Same as the old honk . . .

Every second, every moment
We've got to
We've got to make it last!
I honked you once
I honked you twice
I won't not honk at any price
I'll honked you now
Like I honked you then
You always said we'd still be friends . . .

. . . BO BO.

Some good ones on here today :)

I needed a laugh

I do appreciate the dedication to this thread

Then you'll love: Boston - Third Stage

*to the tune of Kanye West’s Power*

no one man should honk all those bobos

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she’s singing
Said honk, bobo, honk, said honk

If I had a Bobo
I'd honk it in the morning
Honk in the evening
All over this land

I'd honk out danger
Honk out a warning
I'd be honkin out love between
My brothers and my sisters
All over this land

Play me a song
Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew
Well I got your honkin' money
Tune up your bobo

Hey! Dirty!
Baby, I'll honk the bobo
Don't you worry
Said hey!

Honkin' on my bobos like you wanna become me

Honk—hey, what’s that sound?
Every bobo look what’s goin’ down

Honking on a bobo
Eying little girls with bad intent
Snots running down his nose
Greasy fingers honking shabby bobos
Hey Aqualung

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never honk bobo," she said,
"You look like the silent type."