Spent fifteen years getting loaded
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink?

The doctor said, "What you've been thinkin' about ?"
Bob said "That's the point,
I wont think about nothing
Now I gotta do something else" oi oi oi!

To pass the time bob shaved his head got a new identity
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots and a girl who rides a scooter to take him out
of town they would get away
Riding around, as the trucks drive by
You could hear the mother f___ers go...

A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When the doctor tells him to

Quit your drinkin', now's the time.
Will he ever walk the line
To all my friends, I feel just great
But will he ever walk the line

Kickin' a__ and bustin' heads
Red suspenders
Once a day he shaves his head

But will he ever walk the line? x 5

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