Bombesin Man

Title: Bombesin Man
Artist: Alliecat
Composer: Phoebe Snow and Albatross
YouTube: Poetry Man — Phoebe Snow

Eeeoow, ya, ya, ya, ya
Eeooow, ya
You make me cringe
'Cause your messages are a fright
They drill right through me, la, la, la
You brash troll goy
You sent another tweet
Don't send it to me, no, not to me, no
No no

Ooh, oh, bug off, now I'm sore
You don't have a show
You're the Bombesin Man
You make my goosebumps tight, ya, ya

Eeeoow, ya, ya, ya, ya
Eeeoow, ya
You are a freakie
And all I ask for is a trial
Each time I read your mail, la, la, la
When I Yelp "Mo' Pho"
I have a yummy tummy rush
This parody's an epic fail, la, la

Sing to me no more
You're not Phoebe Snow
You're the Bombesin Man
You make my goosebumps tight, ya, ya

Eeeooow, ya, ya, ya
Eeeooow, ya

Sing to me no more
You're not Phoebe Snow
You're the Bombesin Man
You make my goosebumps tight
Eeeooow, ya, ya, ya, ya
Eeeooow, ya

So once again
It's time to say, "No song."
And one less holy rant and rave, la, la, la
You're going wrong now
Pho Nam's that place somewhere I go each day
That's what I crave, ya, ya, ya
That's what I crave
Wooo, oooh

Sing to me no more
You're not Phoebe Snow
You're the Bombesin Man
You make my goosebumps tight
Wooo, oooh

Sing to me no more
You're not Phoebe Snow
You're the Bombesin Man
You make my goosebumps tight

CopyClef 2011 Phoebe Snow and Albatross.
North American Bupkis. All wrongs reversed.

"At North American Bupkis, we scare the bejesus out of you."

Poetry Man — Phoebe Snow