(Verse 1)
“Bob” Dobbs
Like a hand fills a glove
He’ll take all your love
And he’ll sell you your heart
(Verse 2)
“Bob” Dobbs
He is the perfect stranger
He is not afraid of danger
He’s just not that smart
(Chorus)
“Bob”, a mysterious guy
Is he salesman or spy
Why not both, he will sigh
Because of The Con
(Verse 3)
“Bob” Dobbs
Has you under his thumb
Though he is kind of dumb
He’s just doing his job
(Verse 4)
“Bob” Dobbs
Your loneliness ends
When one dollar you send
Send one dollar to “Bob”
(Outro)
Send one dollar to “Bob”
Send one dollar to “Bob”
The perfect stranger