Jammin in Maine

Title: “Jammin’ in Maine”

(Verse 1)

He’s the guy from Portland, up in Maine

Telling stories that rattle your brain

Talks about his cousin who can’t wipe right

Says, “Thirty pounds down, but the reach ain’t right!”

(Pre-Chorus)

He’s got that New England style

Dry as salt and twice as wild

Talks about snowstorms, power lines

“Still got cable?” He reads the signs

(Chorus)

How does Bob Marley like his donuts?

With jam in! Yeah, he’s jammin’!

No woman, no sky when the cable’s gone, man

Jokes that hit like a frying pan

He’s Maine-made, funny and clean

Bob Marley keeps it PG, but still mean

(Verse 2)

He broke the record—forty hours, no break

Crowd laughed so hard they started to shake

Said, “I could’ve cashed that check, no sweat”

But it’s Maine—“Nobody’s getting caught yet!”

(Pre-Chorus)

The copier’s busted, he don’t even care

“It’s always jammin’!”—like Bob, it’s fair

Been on Leno, Conan, Letterman too

But he still sounds like your neighbor’s crew

(Chorus)

How does Bob Marley like his donuts?

With jam in! Yeah, he’s jammin’!

No woman, no pie when the oven’s gone cold

But he’ll serve you a joke that never gets old

He’s got that Maine wit, sharp but light

Bob Marley’s punchlines land just right

(Bridge)

From Bangor down to Boston shows

He’s packing rooms where laughter grows

Three kids at home, still finds the time

To roast your cousin and make it rhyme

(Final Chorus)

How does Bob Marley like his donuts?

With jam in! Still jammin’!

No woman, no pie—but don’t feel bad

He’s got more one-liners than your dad

Just a Maine guy, with a mic and a grin

Bob Marley—let the laughs begin!