little bobby's on the front porch   sitting alone, he's got nobody    takes a drink from his water glass    and cries to himself, he's so lonely       bobby's never had a girlfriend    never a date, he sits home alone    never been to the movies or   stayed up late, talking on the phone       all his friends tell him everything    he needs to hear, but bobby don't listen    if he ever has to choose between   his friends or a girl, he won't miss them       bangs his head against a wall   til he sees stars, but it does no good    only twelve years young, but he thinks he's old   i'd help if i could       doesn't really want to wait    he's gotta find somebody before it gets too late   he's singing la, la, la....