Frank Turner – Bob (Guitar)

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He spent fifteen years getting loaded

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Fifteen years until his liver exploded

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what's Bob gonna do

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Now that he can't drink?

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The Doctor said: "What you been thinkin bout?"

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Bob said : "Thats the point. I won't think bout nothing.

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Now I gotta do something else

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To pass the time, had someone shave his head

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He got a new identity

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Sixty-two hole air cushioned boots

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And a girl who rides a scooter

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To take him out of town

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They would get away

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Runnin around

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And as the trucks drive by

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You can hear the mother fuckers play!

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A couple of lines, an extra thermos of joe

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He'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show

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Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what

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Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do

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When the doctor tells him to

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Quit your drinkin, nows the time

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will he ever walk the line?

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To all my friends I feel fine

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?

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will he ever walk the line?