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Looks like may well be it, yeah we're goin' down
Ocean's fast approaching, and there's this screeching
They found that little ol' black box, they all listened to
The last words that spoken were, "What would Bob do?"

What would Bob do? What Bob do?
What would Bob do? What Bob do?

I was on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by a stranger, who I'd seen before
I thought, well come to me, here in the evermore
from out of nowhere, a vision did appear
It was my old granddaddy, he "Son, what are you doin' here?"
"Well it wasn't in my plans you know, I done come
I played out all my and I just ran all out of luck"
He said, "Well if you can't pot the black, and you know not the cue
It may be to ask yourself, what would Bob do?"

would Bob do? What would Bob do?
What would Bob do? would Bob do?

Now you may well just find yourself, on the floor
You know you cannot get away, you cannot the door
Just try to relax yourself, and sit down on hips
You don't have to move too much, and try no to your lips
If things to be working, and she hasn't moved away
You can breathe a easier, and think of what to say
If you spin and she is gone, and you know it's not with you
Then you have to ask yourself "What Bob do?"

would Bob do? What would Bob do?
What would Bob do? What Bob do?

I was standing by a house at night, going up in and smoke
I was losing everything, it was no joke
To cap it off I'm naked, and there's all around
I could see an old dog barking, but I couldn't hear the
The only thing that I could hear, which out of the blue
Was the voice my own head, saying, "What would Bob do?"

What would Bob do? would Bob do?
What would Bob do? What Bob do?

As would sometimes have it, the good Lord was in my dream
He was smiling sweetly, and was wearing Lincoln
I asked if he would again, if the rumours were all true,
He thought awhile and spoke and said, now "What Bob do?"

would Bob do? What would Bob do?
What would Bob do? would Bob do?

And as the they all came down, I was standing by the stage
He was in darkness, and his face it showed no age
I took one closer, just to get a better view
I swear I saw him smile and say now "What Bob do?"

What Bob do? What would Bob do?
What would Bob do? would Bob do?

Then I suddenly awakened, and I can't pretend,
To the way of things, and how it all may end
But if the question's simple say, do I wear red, or
Now they're are times you ask yourself, "What Bob do?"

What would Bob do? What Bob do?
would Bob do? What would Bob do?