by Pete Langenfeld

Created on: May 29, 2009

This is the story

of Bobby McCall,

better know as,

Bobby boy

Now Bobby boy was a tiny one,

two months early

and struggling for life,

full of fight and fire.

Nothin' could stop

little Bobby boy.

He was gonna make it,

just wait and see

His Momma paced and fretted

but there was nothin' she could do.

The terrible two's lasted,

until he was twenty-two.

You didn't mess

with Bobby boy

a careless word or awkward glance

he'd ball up a tiny fist, ready to go

His Momma sat him down

"My little Bobby boy" she said

"You can't keep fightin'

and carryin' on like this"

Momma thought she'd done well

that Bobby boy saw the light

He stopped his fightin

and had no troubles with the law

Nothin' could stop

little Bobby boy

He was gonna make it

just wait and see

It's true all right,

Bobby boy did stop his fightin',

but Momma's words

didn't change his mind

He saw the bawdy figure

of Miss Becky Malone

She licked her lips, wiggled her hips

and Bobby boy lost his mind

She whispered

"Bobby boy

You better stop your brawlin'

if you ever wanna be a man with me"

Bobby boy smiled and shook his head

"You've got me wrong" he said

"I'm misunderstood

God willing, I'm a lover, not a fighter"

Bobby boy never made a fist

or raised his hands again.

He grew fond of wrestlin' though

the smile of Miss Becky Malone will tell you so

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