Bob's basement dilemma

Well, every morning I wake up to see Bob Marley's painting, smiling at me He used to watch my girl as she'd rise And when we made love, he'd close his eyes But now we're moving into a new space And my girl says, "Bob, find a new place" Oh, the compromises I make for love Hanging Bob in the basement, it's a shove But I know his spirit will never fade In our hearts, his music is played So down in the basement, Bob will reside While upstairs, love's flames still abide He won't witness our morning dance But in our hearts, he'll still have a chance My girl says, "Honey, it's just a painting, dear" But I know Bob's presence brings good cheer So I smile and nod, make the sacrifice Knowing Bob's spirit will suffice Oh, the compromises I make for love Hanging Bob in the basement, it's a shove But I know his spirit will never fade In our hearts, his music is played So when the nights get long and the days get tough I'll sneak down to Bob, that old reggae bluff We'll share a laugh, maybe a toke or two And I'll know, love, we've made it through So here's to love and all its quirks Even if it means Bob's in the dark In our hearts, his light will shine Dancing forever to his reggae rhyme. He won't witness our morning dance But in our hearts, he'll still have a chance But I know his spirit will never fade In our hearts, his music is played So when nights get long and days are rough, Down to Bob's basement, I'll sneak, that's enough. We'll share a laugh, maybe a toke or two Bob and me chilling, just us two. Here's to love, its twists and quirks, Bob's in the basement, where he perks. In our hearts, his light does gleam, Dancing forever to his reggae dream.