Reluctantly crouched at the chow-chow line / Stomach rumbling, it’s eatin’ time / The kennel door opens, my ears go up / Barking and spinnin’ I dance for the grub ...
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Reluctantly crouched at the chow-chow line
Stomach rumbling, it’s eatin’ time
The kennel door opens, my ears go up
Barking and spinnin’ I dance for the grub
I deftly maneuver and muscle for rank
Chow burnin’ fast in my empty paunch
Reckless and wild, I race through playyard turns
My prowess is potent and secretly I yearn
As I run through the forest, the balls rolls behind
His arms raise up, I cry, Get me out into town!
The kennel is now empty, except for one dog
Still ridin’ a'pantin’ as eager I am
The sun’s gone down and the moon’s come up
And long ago somebody left me alone
But he’s drivin’ and strivin’ and huggin’ the pups
And thinkin’ of that dog for whom he still burns
I’m runnin’ the distance
I’m goin’ for speed
I’m all alone, yes all alone
In my time of need…