Verse 1:
G
He spent fifteen years getting loaded
C
Fifteen years until his liver exploded
G
what's Bob gonna do
C
Now that he can't drink?
G
The Doctor said: 'What you been thinkin bout?'
C G
Bob said : 'Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing.
C
Now I gotta do something else
G
To pass the time, had someone shave his head
C
He got a new identity
G
Sixty-two hole air cushioned boots
C
And a girl who rides a scooter
G D
To take him out of town
Em C
They would get away
G D
Runnin around
Em
And as the trucks drive by
C
You can hear the mother fuckers play!