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Wasted 
The Way I Love You 
We Came to Party 
We Come Correct 
What I Got To Do 
Whatchalike 
What’s Her Teeth 
Where I’m At 
White is the Wine 
Who Got the Goodies 
The Winner's Circle 
Wish 
Woman 
The World Exploded Into Love 
The World Just Passes You By 
The World Turns Blue 
The Wrong Direction 
 
 
 
 

Wasted

©1999 Shockorama music pub./lyrics and music by Bob Schneider

I ain't gonna wait around now
For you to come back down then try to fly away
And watch the angels drag you back down to the ground

Ain't gonna work it out ain't gonna sit back baby
And watch the pieces fall you're black and blue honey and I can
See it all

All your angels can't save you now
All you've loved is wasted

Baby you can't tell me now how 
Your gonna figure out some way to make the world fade down
Everything you've known is wasted

Baby better watch your back now
Now you ain't got no one on your side now and it's a 
Long lonely ride to nowhere

I'm gonna pack it up now
I'm gonna get the fuck out and you can tell the whole town
That I’m just a loser baby

You can spread your lies thin now
You can tell e'm anything I don't mind
And I sure as shit don't give a fuck about what you have to say
 

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The Way I Love You

©1993 Shockorama music pub./lyrics and music by Bob Schneider

Life is harder than it ought to be
For people like you and people like me
I know together we could find happiness
That much is simple we could work out the rest

If you loved me
We could find a way
If you loved me
Everything'd be ok
If you loved me
We could find our way through
If you loved me
The way I love you

Things aren't always easy I’m not saying they are
But I know together you and me would go far
Understand me when I tell you this time
I know together everything'd work out fine

The weight of this world is much harder to bear
Without someone to help you carry your share
Together nothing could ever stand in our way
So baby believe me cause I mean what I say
 

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We Came to Party

Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider ©1998 Shockorama music pub.

She be doing that fancy ants in her tight pants dance
You know I don’t stand a chance
Orangutans and gorillas and giraffes and things
She be doing moves that make my body sing 
She puts the zing in my king kong
She puts the cream in my ding dong
Don’t matter though go with the flow
The funky bro taking you all the way to the dance flow
Making you sweat I’m gonna bet that you’re set
Forget all your trouble big bubble on the booty with the body that go pow
And the face that make a brother say ow
Damn I got the kick back beats like a brick sack
Treating your woman like a knick knack
When ya gonna learn respect
How you gonna step up to the table when ya ain’t even playing with a full deck
Damn  I’m the big man with the master plan
Knows how to jam gonna scare ya with my dangly nut ham
And then jump into a phone booth come out kickin
I'm a big chicken but I’m finger lickin
Good good to the last drop and it ain’t no trick
To find your woman at the crib on my thick stick 
You know that I’m shifty thrifty
All I carry round in my wallet’s fifties
Get me got me get it good
I know you’d like to do it like me if you could
But you can’t and you don’t & you know that you won't
So why even worry there ain't no hurry
It's time to paaaaarrrrrty
Different night but it's still the same
Paaaaarrrrrty
I got jangly glass all in my brain
Paaaaarrrrrty
Rock your body everybody get naughty
& paaaaarrrrrty
 

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We Come Correct

Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider

We come correct
We come to rock we came to get down
We came to get busy move your butts around
Gaddamit we can 'cause we're strickly business
When we in the house people saying who is this
You wanna hit were lightning fast 
We're in your face we're built to last
We're in your town we are the one
We come correct a thousand suns
We'll show you how we'll make you move
Without a doubt get in the groove
Were built for speed a million strong
We fill the need don't get me wrong
We can't stop  & we won't  slow down
We're gonna rock this place fuck up this town
We come correct & that's a fact
I said we're here to damage to be exact
We come correct we can't be sunk
So fuck what you heard fuck what you thunk
We come correct

We come correct
We come correct because there is no other
That can rock a motherfucker like this here brother
We come correct and now we're hear
Can't hit the brake no need to steer
We come correct get in the groove
We grab your butt and make it move
We come correct and when we're done
We come correct we are the sun
No need to ask no need to fight
We got the goods we got the shyte
We got the hits that hit your block and make you say
Goddamn them motherfuckers rock
We come correct I need a witness
Tell em what I’m taking bout "strictly business"
We come correct we come prepared
We don't give a fuck so you better be scared
We come correct and that's a fact
We come correct and that's that
We come correct

We come correct
Take a bite bite off a big chunk
You'll be eating for days you big punk
We come correct we hit the party like a bomb
You'll be calling up the folks saying help me mom
Damnit fuckit put it in your bucket
Better hug a nut and just suck it what?
We came to dance we came to mingle
Sorry bout your girlfriend she said she was single
We come correct we came to rock
We come to fuck so fuck the small talk
We come correct we came to rule
We came to take it back to the old school
We came to party rock your body
So all the ladies in the house can get naughty
Grooveline, slowpoke, cocopuff, snizz
Spread, razor and the sauce strickly taking care of biz
We come correct we know you'll cum
We come correct we are the sun
We come correct
 

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What I Got To Do               

Music and lyrics by Bob Schneider

I got to make you mine
Before the night is through
I got to make you mine
Before the night is through
Before the night is through
I got to make you mine
That’s what I got to do

I got to swim in your ocean
Before the night is through
I got to swim in your ocean
Before the night is through
Before the night is through
I got to swim in your ocean
That’s what I got to do

I got to stroll through your garden
Before the night is through
I got to stroll through your garden
Before the night is through
Before the night is through
I got to stroll through your garden
That’s what I got to do

I got to tend to your peaches
Before the night is through
I got to tend to your peaches
Before the night is through
Before the night is through
I got to tend to your peaches
That’s what I got to do
 

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Whatchalike

Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider © 1998 Shockorama music pub.

That Jackie she's as roller coaster
She'll throw you off the track
She takes you for a ride
And leaves you just like that
She says she's going places
If only it were true
She just goes round in circles
Trying to make her dreams come true

Henry he's a butman
Contradicting everything he says
Never getting to the point
Just wasting away his days
Had a job in Pasadena
Got lost along the way
Now he's holed up in Montana
Waiting for a better day

What it all comes down to
When you see the light
Is everybody's got the right
To be exactly what they like

Michelle she’s a rowboat
And she sails amongst the stars
Her head's all full of cotton candy,
Coke and candy bars
She dreams of distant shores
As she's gliding through the night
She likes to make love to Bob Marley
When she's higher than a kite

And Jan well he's a legman
Mostly legs and not much heart
Not much body not much brass
Mostly wasted & torn apart
If you can roll it he can smoke it
He mostly listens to the dead
Hasn't had a job in years
It's hard to get him out of bed

Billy's he's a cannonball
Rips right through the crowd
He's got bulletproof immunity
He says, "look who's laughing now"
But he sounds just like a doberman
And dresses like a superstar
He's forgotten what his dreams were made of
But he drives a fancy car

Chala she's a lollipop
A sweet & sticky mess
She doesn't give a damn though
And she always does her best
To walk the straight and narrow
When she wants to get her way
She's all perfume, smiles and ice cold
Seven-up and tanqueray
 

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What’s Her Teeth 

Lyrics by Bob Schneider

I was at the coppertank
Late one friday night
My pants were soaked with urine
I felt a bit uptight
I looked under the table
And she lay underneath
I’d met her once or twice before
You know ole what’s her teeth

Now at the Christmas party
The one our office had
I got a little wasted
Well wasted pretty bad
The last thing I remember
Was peeing on the Christmas wreath
I woke up the next morning
In the arms of what’s her teeth

That girl she’s quite a charmer
And so’s her brother Keith
I think her dad’s a farmer
I think his first name’s heath
That girl she ain’t no meatloaf
She 100% pure beef
Yeah she’s the real mccoy
Yeah good ole what’s her teeth

If I had a kingdom
And was a mighty ruler
And had a million dollar
She’d probably think me cooler
And if I was to her all
Fortune I’d bequeath
The one I’ll love forever
Good ole what’s her teeth

Cause we’re Romeo and Juliet
Samson and Delilah
If she was a camel
Cigarette I’d walk a mile
I know I’ll always love her
I’ll fall down at her feet
She’s all I could desire
Yeah  you know what’s her teet
 

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Where I’m At

By Bob Schneider

I might be a man of riches
Might be on top of the world
But I’d still feel like a pauper
If I wasn't with you girl
I might be the king in the castle
Might have my cake and eat it too
But baby it don't matter
If I ain't with you

Baby it's a fact
Believe it's true
That I like where I’m at
Whenever I’m with you

I might be freezin my ass off
Knee deep in snow
Might be in the middle of the ocean
On a sinking row boat
I might be down on my luck
I might be busted and through
But it doesn't matter
Baby if I’m with you

I might be far from my home
Is some strange distant place
But I’d be alright baby
If I could see your sweet face
I might not have a dollar
Not even a penny to my name
I might have burned all my bridges
But I’d still feel the same

Now there've been times in my life
When I felt so alone
I'd cry myself to sleep
I'd turn my heart to stone
I thought that fallen in love
Was something I’d never do
But that was back in the day
Long before I met you

I might be in the middle of nowhere
In the land of the hurt
I might be haunted by demons
I might be lost in my work
I might be out in the rain
I might be just getting by
I might be ready to run
I might be telling a lie
 

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White is the Wine

Lyrics by Bob Schneider

How does it feel
When you’re caught in the wheel
And the world spins around
Turning you upside down

Do you do your little dance
Take another chance
Do you do your little dance
Take another chance

White is the wine oh yeah
White is the wine oh yeah
White is the wine but
Red is the color of my heart

Tell me the truth
Or tell me a lie
All that I know
Won’t weigh more than your sigh

Is that a light up ahead
I miss your bed
Is that a light up ahead
What was it that I said

White is the wine oh yeah
White is the wine oh yeah
White is the wine but
Red is the color of my heart

I’ve got my skin on too tight
And I feel like I’m turning inside out
And I feel so alive I
Think I’ll have me another

What would you say
If I begged you to stay

Would you still walk away
Would you take another chance
Would you still walk away
Could you take another chance

White is the wine
 

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Who Got the Goodies

Lyrics by Bob Schneider music by Adam Temple & Bob Schneider

Who got the goodies?
Scabs do!
Who always sport the woodies?
Scabs do!
So why you wanna settle for a snack?
When you can have the whole buffet

There's a brand new dance that I learned from Juanita
It ain't the huckleberry stomp it ain't the gaffed benita
It's a brand new dance called the turkey smerf
It'll tighten your turf it's gonna conquer your earth

Who got the goodies?
Scabs do!
Who always got the pudding?
Scabs do!
So why you wanna settle for a snack?
When you can have the whole buffet
 

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The Winner's Circle

©1999 Shockorama music pub./music & lyrics by Bob Schneider

I'll meet you in the winner's circle
At the end of this human race
10 billion soul forever
Everyone with a smiling face

In this world it just won't happen
That we could ever be friends
But in the winner's circle
You & I we shall make amends

I'll meet you in the winner's circle
At the end of this human race
10 billion soul embracing
Spinning out of control through space

In this world you just won't see me
And all the love that's everywhere
You’re as blind as I am baby
But I guess I just don't care

This world with its indiscretions
It'll turn you inside out
It'll make you start to figure
That you've got it figured out

And maybe we all just die
Or maybe we all fade
Maybe we don't know nothing
Maybe we've all got it made

Maybe the sun'll stop shining
Maybe the sky will fall
And then again maybe there's nothing
Nothing to fear baby at all

I'll meet you in the winner's circle
I'll see you there one day
I'll see you in the winner's circle
Everything will be ok

I close my eyes and in time
I will see everything
Open your heart you're not blind
You can be anything
 

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Wish

©1998 Shockorama music pub.
Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider

All they found
Was a foot inside a shoe 
In a little town in a hotel room
And a pile of ashes on the floor
And a note that read
I can’t live to love you anymore

Wish I could
With all my might
Grab the stars in the night
Dig my feet into the ground
And stop this world 
From spinning round
Then you might see and understand
And turn around and come back again
Cause you’re the only thing I’m living for
And I can’t live to love you anymore
 

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Woman

Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider ©1998 Shockorama music

Now you can tell a woman what she might want to hear
Whisper sweet nothing's into her ear
Buy her diamonds and buy her pearls
Buy her everything in the world

And she my tell you you're the only one
That you're her sweet and sticky golden honey bun
That she'll be there until the end of time
But then you wake up one morning to find she's changed her mind

Because oh she's a woman and she will do
Just exactly what she wants to
No matter what you say

Now you may say I don't like it that way
I like it like it used to be in the good old days
But what I say to you is true
A woman gonna do what she's gonna do

'Cause when a woman's made up her mind you know that's that
Ain't no way to change it and that's a fact
Yeah you can try man but best take it from me
That to argue with a woman's sheer insanity

'Cause you say do you want my honey  I don't know
Do you want my money maybe so
Baby you so funny you better watch it bro
I'll make everything sunny you better though

Baby do you love me I don't know
Baby do you want me maybe so
Will you ever leave me I can't say so
Will stay forever I gotta go
 

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The World Exploded Into Love

©1999 Shockorama music pub.

There is a universe that can't be seen
It's just a feeling if you know what I mean
A delectable dimension undetectable by sight
It'll fill up your heart in the dead of the night
Some say its an astral plane
Can't be described can't be explained

The world exploded into love all around me
The world exploded into love all around me
And everytime I take a look around me
I have to smile

Oh is our life just an illusion
There is no need to figure it out
The separation exists not in your love filled heart
But only in your mind
The real story's all around you
Even now it surrounds you 
Even now I feel the power

The world exploded into love all around me
The world exploded into love all around me
And everytime I take a look around me
I have to smile
 

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The World Just Passes You By

Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider ©1998 Shockorama music pub.

Sometimes you feel like a king
Sometimes you don't feel a thing
Sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes you wanna get along
But sometimes everything's wrong
& sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes life is perfect
And as sweet as caramel
Sometimes life's a diamond
Much too precious & hard as hell

Sometimes you got it made in the shade
Drinking ice cold lemonade
Sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes the world's a little rough
Sometimes you just can't get enough
Sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes life ain't easy
Life ain't easy it ain't supposed to be (like it's supposed...)
Sometimes life's a flower
And I am a honeybee

Sometimes you're snug as a bug in a rug
Sometimes you need a good tug
Sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes you're feeling no pain
Sometimes you singing in the rain
Sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes you feel like a nut
Sometimes you’re stuck in the rut
Sometimes the world just passes you by

Sometimes you feel like double dippin
Sometimes you feel your grip slippin
Sometimes the world just passes you by
 

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The World Turns Blue

Music & lyrics by Bob Schneider
©1998 Shockorama music pub.

I'd like to hang around with you
While the world turns blue

You can watch me vanish catch my Spanish
I'm silly string and cellophane
You can check this action your satisfaction
Is guaranteed to bring no pain

And you can do as little in the middle of this situational drama if you wanna get by
Or you can get convicted of being afflicted by the sticky rationalization if you really try

And you can act defeated you're not conceited
But you're greeted with archaic pride
And you can take the ticket if you're so wicked
Well then stick it in your spermicide

And you can be as beautiful as any nun is duty full and baby I’ll be by your side
And I hate to be redundant but your beauty's so abundant that I can't help but be starry-eyed

So baby end the agony put a tag on me
And roll me to your hideaway
Baby I’m calamity but back in seventy three
You weren't even born yet anyway

I'm slammed against the ground again wam bam thank you mam
Ouch and god it feels so good
Oh oh jethro there you go I guess I’ll never know
Just say it's all misunderstood

I wanna fuck you baby slowly from behind no faster I want to sink you like a ship at sea
Everybody's dancing on this rock were living under and I wish the guy you wanted was me 
 

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The Wrong Direction

Lyrics and melody by Bob Schneider chords by Bruce Hughes

If you go downtown, 
Way down to Baltimore Street. 
You just might see my baby there. 
Yeah my baby might be someone you meet. 
Yeah if you go downtown 
And you take yourself a look around. 
You just might see my baby there 
And the new love that she has found. 

She got the right way 
Of loading up her gun 
But she’s got the wrong direction 
’Cause she say that I ain’t the one. 
She got the right way of walking down the street 
But she got the wrong direction 
’Cause she be walking away from me. 

If you go downtown. 
No mister I don’t like to go there much myself. 
I just might see my baby there 
And that might break my heart and I don’t need the help. 
Yeah if you go downtown 
And see a beauty unlike any you’ve known. 
Well you know that was my baby once 
But now I feel like I’m all alone. 

She got the right way of loading up her gun 
But she’s got the wrong direction 
’Cause she say that I ain’t the one. 
She got the right way of walking down the street 
But she got the wrong direction 
’Cause she be walking away from me. 

The last time that I saw my baby 
It sounded so well rehearsed 
When I said I’ll see you later and 
She said not if I see you first (so get out of town). 

If you go downtown. 
Now mister I don’t want to tell you what to say 
But if you see my baby there 
Could you lie and tell her I’m doing okay 
’Cause if you go downtown 
And you take yourself a look around 
You might see my baby there 
And the new love she has found. 

She got the right way of loading up her gun 
But she’s got the wrong direction 
’Cause she say that I ain’t the one. 
She got the right way of saying I love you 
But she got the wrong direction 
’Cause it ain’t me she’s saying it to.
 
 
 

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