(I) don't want to complicate it.
I'm living to be free.
So, grab that tennis ball, and come and play with me
(Be)cause don't you know I wanna be a dog?
I've got a studded collar.
I've buried all my bones.
I wanna chase a kitty, and make her hiss and moan.
But most of all I wanna be a dog.
CHORUS:
I wanna run along - a sandy beach!
I wanna catch a Frisbee - between my teeth!
I wanna scratch an itch that's - just outta reach
(Well, I) don't wanna be a man - I only really wanna be a dog!
Sometimes I get to feeling,
Like I don't have any luck.
But when I'm riding shotgun, inside a pickup truck,
Don't you know I wanna be a dog?
Now, if you hear me barking,
I just might want to fight.
And, baby, let me tell you, I ain't afraid to bite!
(Be)cause most of all, I wanna be a dog!
CHORUS:
I wanna run along - a sandy beach!
I wanna catch a Frisbee - between my teeth!
I wanna scratch an itch that's - just outta reach
(Well, I) don't wanna be a man - I only really wanna be a dog!
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credits
from The Denizens,
released December 29, 2014
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