[Intro]
Ya ya ya ya ya ya yeah.
Mm-hmm.

[Verse 1]
I was driving my car to Broadway,
Looking at these telephone poles.
Mr. Bob saw one of them,
With an electric wire attached to the lightning bolt.
You know it strikes when you go near them.
You gotta be careful,
And we all wanna be careful.
Man, I wish I was more careful.

[Verse 2]
So just avoid all of the utility poles and keep driving,
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, yeah.
Mm-hmm. Yeah, get it, Tommy!
Give me some of those electric bicycles,
And pass me a game for Mr. Bob.
The street's right here, help me cross the street while looking,
Cause there seems to be a car in the street, yeah.

[Chorus]
Mr. Bob and me play each other's Drawception games,
And we watch out for utility poles.
"There's one over here, and one on a dead end."
Driving at some places, dining in a restaurant,
When everybody meets you, you can never ignore them.

[Verse 3]
Well, I'm gonna make my drawing,
Draw myself with glasses, green shirt, and jeans.
All of my amazing skills are very, very, beautiful.
Yeah, well, you know glasses make you see.
I clean my glasses since yesterday.
If I met the eye doctor, I would buy myself some new glasses someday.

[Chorus 2]
Mr. Bob and me look at each other's faces.
Yeah, we watch out for transmission poles.
"There's one over there. And I think that there's one on that hole."
Stopping at the driveway, I bought myself some new glasses,
When everybody sees me, it would never be blurry.

[Bridge]
It would never be blurry.
I said it'd never be blurry.

Don't want to be a derailer,
Yeah, everybody put it back in track,
We all want to see choo-choo trains.
But we got to pass it on in the back.
The street's over there, 'cause I want to see a train passing by that street.
And I want, I want to avoid it on the street,
The street, the street, yeah!

[Chorus 3]
Mr. Bob and me, having fun forevermore.
Yeah, we avoid the telegraph pole.
"There's one back right there, man, there's got to be more over there."
I want to make one of my own.
Mr. Bob wishes he would make his own on his easel.
When everybody makes them, ah son,
People build them before they work, weasels.

[Outro]
Mr. Bob and me, going in my studio,
When we look at the computer, I want to see me,
Standing at the wall that I see.
We all want to ride good trains,
But we don't know why, and we don't know how,
But when everybody sees you,
They want you to be as happy as they are to me,
Mr. Bob and me, we're all gonna play good games.