Bobby

She's a runner
You'd better catch her
If you don't
You'd best forget her

Bobby brown eyes
Comes around every once or twice a day

On a Sunday afternoon
I'm picking cans out of all these dumpsters, man

Bye, bye, Bobby be good
Bye, bye, Bobby be good
Bobby's dead

Run, run, Bobby run
She's a runner
Bobby be good

Run, run, Bobby run
She's a runner
Bobby be good

Why, some men
They never learn
They never learn

Bye, bye, Bobby be good
Bye, bye, Bobby be good

Bobby's dead
Run, run

Bye, bye, Bobby be good
Bye, bye, Bobby be good
Bobby's dead
Dead, dead, dead