Fat Bob On The Prowl
I stumble down the street and I don't know which way to go
I'm knockin' at your door but the silence says there's nobody home
and I'm feelin' kinda sick and I need to find something pure
and I'm feelin' kinda creepy and I'm lookin' for the cure

     Fall down	Spin around
     The whole world has gone upside down
     I'm downtown	I look around
     I'm gonna find you and bring you down

Creepin' down the street	Homing in on your scent
Askin' all the street signs to tell me which way that you went
I feel a little sick and I need to find someone pure
and I'm feelin' kinda sexy and I think that maybe you've got the cure