Correction Lyrics Art Song by Bob’s Burgers

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Huh, Bob, look at naked Santa
I saw him, Lin. You really can't miss him
No, look at him again. I think he was at our party. He's Art, the artist, remember?
Oh, yeah. Uhm, can we leave?
No. He's a suspect. We have to question him
Well, you two should be ashamed of yourselves. Stealing our cookies. Now we're gonna talk to your n***, and you're gonna let us

You were at our party
I hope you had a good time
I did, I drank the eggnog. Gross, but nicely spiked

Well, someone stole my tree
I need to know your alibi
I'm clearly a man with nothing to hidе. After your party, I was in a lovely mood. I came straight hеre, had a cookie, and got n***
He got n***, he got super n***
Ask the cla**, I swear it wasn't me. When I came in here I didn't have your tree
He didn't have it. He didn't have your tree

A bush maybe. Ha ha!
Harold
Sorry
Well, I belive you, I'm sorry to intrude
It's okay, I just signed up to see some boobs. Turns out, I actually love drawing
He loves drawing. But he's still pretty creepy. Definitely creepy
I hope you find your tree

Well, Lin, we should probably head back to the restaurant
No. I gotta keep looking, Bobby. I need to find my ornaments... My little babies
Okay, okay, you keep looking, but I'm gonna get back to work, where we both work or we used to
Good. Get out. And take your cookie tray

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