For quite a while now, I've been known as Bob. But back in the 1950s and early '60s, I was Bobby.

And you know how little kids go through a period where they think the whole world revolves around them?

Well, back then, I kinda had proof.

It seemed like every time I turned on the radio, Marcie Blane was singing that she wanted to be "Bobby's Girl." And she wasn't alone. Darlene Love was using Phil Spector's famous "wall of sound" to let everyone know she was going to "Wait 'til My Bobby Gets Home." Lesley Gore was warning me about some other girl who was out to trap me in "Run Bobby Run."

And they were apparently all going to have to fight it out with the more formidable Etta James, who was soulfully wailing about her one true love in "Bobby Is His Name."

A kid could get a complex, rig

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