Cops found him on a Sunday
So we all met up Monday night
I guess we always kind of figured this might happen, someday
It’s just a drag that we were right
Everybody telling me that he’s in heaven
He’s probably smiling down on us right now
But judging by the kind of stuff he was all mixed up in
Even I have my doubts
Drink one for our friend Bobby
Ran his car right off the road
On accident, on purpose, darling
Even now we don’t know
Drink one for our friend bobby
Open them gates and let him in
On accident, on propose, darling
Those were pretty much the same to him
My dad called him the neighbour kid
Next best thing to next of kin
I probably woulda got beat up like a thousand more times than I did
If I didn’t grow up next to him
And all of my friends can just keep on talking
Going on and on about a bunch of lies
But when’s the last time any of them saw him or even called him
He wasn’t that bad a guy
Drink one for my friend Bobby
Ran his car right off the road
On accident, on purpose, darling
Even now we don’t know
Drink one for our friend bobby
Open them gates and let him in
On accident, on propose, darling
Those were pretty much the same to him
Those were pretty much the same to him
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