Luyện nghe bài hát Bob

He fifteen years getting loaded
Fifteen years 'till his liver
What's Bob do now that he can't drink?

The doctor said, "What were you 'bout?"
Bob said, "That's the point, I wasn't thinkin' nothing
I gotta do else"
Oi, oi, oi

To the time he went and shaved his head, a new identity
holed Doctor Martin boots
And a girl who rides a

Gonna take him out of
They would get away riding around as the drive by
You could the motherfuckers go

A couple of lines, an thermos of Joe
be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show
Bob's the kinda guy who just
the kinda guy who knows just what to do

When the doctor tells him to your drinkin' all the time
Will he ever walk the line to all my friends I feel
But will he ever walk the line kickin' ass and heads
Red suspenders, a day he shaves his head

But will he ever the line?
But will he walk the line?
But will he walk the line?
But will he ever the line?
But he ever walk the line?