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- gilbertoconcerto
Hello there everybody,
My name is B-Spec Bob,
I pretend that I'm a race car driver,
But I'm really just a kn0b,
I cannot go round corners,
I cannot overtake,
It won't be long till someone see's,
I'm just a big fat fake,
I hit the back of other cars,
When trying to get by,
My whole B-Spec career,
Is really just a lie,
I bounce the car of barriers,
I bounce the car off walls,
Most of the crowd at any race,
Have had close ups of my b@lls,
So spare a thought for Bobby,
Although I try my best,
It's really just not good enough,
And I've been put to rest,
So when you're out there racing,
Remember dear old Bob,
I'll be at KFC tonight,
Begging for a job.
The end! (for now)
My name is B-Spec Bob,
I pretend that I'm a race car driver,
But I'm really just a kn0b,
I cannot go round corners,
I cannot overtake,
It won't be long till someone see's,
I'm just a big fat fake,
I hit the back of other cars,
When trying to get by,
My whole B-Spec career,
Is really just a lie,
I bounce the car of barriers,
I bounce the car off walls,
Most of the crowd at any race,
Have had close ups of my b@lls,
So spare a thought for Bobby,
Although I try my best,
It's really just not good enough,
And I've been put to rest,
So when you're out there racing,
Remember dear old Bob,
I'll be at KFC tonight,
Begging for a job.
The end! (for now)
