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Bo Diddley - Bo Diddley

"Bo Diddley bought his baby a diamond ring If that diamond ring don't shine He gonna take it to a private eye If that private eye can't see He better not take the ring from me Bo Diddley bought a nanny"

Śpij kochany, śpij - Kayah

"Gdy ufność Ciebie zmorzy Gdy na Twą głowę spadnie Sprawiedliwych sen Gdy tylko zamkniesz oczy Ja pod osłoną nocy Ucieknę stąd jak mogę najdalej Ucieknę, bo Nie mogę tak dalej Ucieknę nim z miłości"

Bo Diddley's A Gunslinger - Bo Diddley

"(Ellas McDaniel) 1960 Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Bo Diddley's a gunslinger, Yeh, ah-ha, Yeh, ah-ha, I've got a story I really want to tell, About Bo Diddley at the O-K Corral, Now, Bo Diddley didn't stand"

Śpij spokojnie, mój świecie - Andrzej Piaseczny i Seweryn Krajewski

"Gdybym był jak parku tego król Świat malował w szerz i wzdłuż Świąt nie czekałbym Na ławkę wszedł Krzyknął bym z niej By słyszał lud Śpij spokojnie, świecie mój Gdybym troskę wzbudził o mój Sen wariata"

Hey! Bo Diddley - Bo Diddley

"(Ellas McDaniel) 1957 Bo Diddley done had a farm, On that farm he had some women, Women here, women there, Women, women, women everywhere. But one little girl lived on a hill, She rustled and tustled like"

I'm Bo Yo - Bo Burnham

"What's that? My six song album entitled Bo Fo Sho is currently available on iTunes ... With three songs that have never been heard on the internet? And if I try to pirate it for free I'll get AIDS ..."

Bo fo sho - Bo Burnham

"Yo Walkin' my poodles, Man it never gets old With dogs on my leash, I got bitches on the hold. A first AID's kit? That's a rhesus monkey. I bust more nuts than a pistachio junkie. Alright? I get more ass"

Country Bo-Bo - Porter Wagoner

"COUNTRY BO-BO (Porter Wagoner) '73 Owepar Publishing Now Bo-Bo is a slender boy lives on the outside of town Bo-Bo he's a dancin' fool he can pick 'em up and lay 'em down He can do the Bagalu or he can"

Spite Malice - Placebo

"Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the streets (x2) Aces take your time Queens are left for dead Jacks can stand in line And touch themselves instead Aces take your pity And keep it warm in bed Aces take"

Spite Suicide - The Black Dahlia Murder

"terror be thy name burning thine bridge and (heart) the same a year to drain my innocence and course it through your blackened veins oh demoness, what has our daughter become? trash for the maggots to"

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