Bob

They call me Bob cause I love to bob, bob, bob

Up and down, down and up in my tank

Bobbing along; swishing my tail ‘n making bubbles

How it tickles my scales when I splash and wiggle-wobble

I can get my fins a going like a motor boat full throttle

Or just relax and go bobbing, bobbing along

Some fish like to hang out at the bottom

Go darting through the coral and barnacle columns

Some clown around with anemones

Or travel in schools swimming in and out of seaweed

But, as for me, I’m all about the bobbing

Bob, bob, bobbing, bobbing along

Won’t you come with me and we’ll bob, bob, bob

Go bobbing, bob, bob, bob, bobbing

Bob, bob, bobbing along

I’m bobbin’ BOB

Written by Sarah Montes/ Pat Navarre

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