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....