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)