Uncle Bob - L7

Uncle Bob, you’re a drunken slob

Daddy brought home a real winner

Yeah

Wake the guest, drink the tea

For his holiday dinner

Uncle Bob walked through the door

He was built

He was fucking ga-galore

The strength of his body was kind of a shock

The first time he put mike in a headlock

He crossed the line

Put his feet on the chair

How can we fine ??

aunt?

Uncle Bob, you’re a drunken fucking slob

Uncle Bob, you’re a drunken slob