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

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

I was on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of 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
Suddenly from out of nowhere, a did appear
It was my old granddaddy, he said "Son, are you doin' here?"
"Well it wasn't in my you know, I done come unstuck
I played out all my hand and I ran all out of luck"
He said, "Well if you pot the black, and you know it's not the cue
It may be time to ask yourself, would Bob do?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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