Dobby

Dobby

Kicking you around was my favorite hobby

But now you're not around, and I'm just a little bit sorry

That kicking Dobby

Is not my hobby

Anymore

Harry

I can't believe you had the nerve to trick my daddy

'Cause now his slave is gone, and he's just a little bit crabby

Oh, stupid Harry

Now my daddy's crabby

All the time

You made Dobby go away

And for that I'm enraged

He took care of me every day….

I miss the little turd-bag

And how we used to get along

'Cause I could trick him into being bad

And he would take a huge rock and smash it hard

Right into his skull

Oh, living with Dobby

Was never, ever dull

I thought I knew

He would be with us forever

I thought I knew

We would always be together

Potter

I'm really mad at you

I think that I oughta

Find you in your sleep, and then I'm gonna slaughter

Oh, stupid Potter

I oughta slaughter

You in your sleep

You made dad set Dobby free

Ruined our family

I wanna kick you where you pee….

Yeah-eah

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Oh, yeah

Oh, I'm saying yeah

'Cause Dobby,

I miss you

And all the stupid things that you do

I miss kicking you in the face

I have a thing with kicking things in the face

Oh!

Dobby!

Dobby!

Dobby! Dobby!

Dobby! Dobby!

Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby! Dobby!

Dobby! (x21)