His

my brother and his friend | my brother and his friend

dinner with his family | first time meeting his family

his name is why | I don't why that's his name

this his

Hang his hat up on the wall | Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

his his BFF

rack of his | I gave you pictures and cards on non-holidays And it wasn't because I was bored It was because I was loving you so much It's the only reason I gave my time to you And that's it, that's the kick in you giving up 'Cause you know you won't like it when there's nothing to do Check out that rack of his, look at that row of guitar necks Lined up like eager fillies, outstretched like legs of Rockettes They don't know what they are in for and they don't care, but I do I thought you would wail on me like you wail on them, but it was just a coochie-coo-coups And I've been used so many times I've learned to use myself in kind

his hoodie

his era

formal - his | fancy look