Coco’s Cabana

Her name was Coco
She was a show dog
And when you put her in the ring
She would strut and do her thing
She was a natural, a Brittney Spaniel
And when her handler had his way
She could sit, and heel and stay
She played the crowd just right
Smiled when she saw the lights
With dreams of a win in New York she went home each night
Home to Coco's, Coco's cabana
Her dog house, her home, her Nirvana
She's at Coco's, Coco's cabana
Comfort and water were always on order down at Coco's
And she would dream...

His name was Harry
He was a judge there
He knew she wanted Best in Show
But Harry laughed and told her "No"
He took some money, and chose the Springer
And though she wanted to cry "foul"
She ran home and gave a howl
She's tearing up her cage
Releasing all her rage
And told all her doggie friends
She's giving up the stage
Down at Coco's, Coco's cabana
Her dog house, her home, her Nirvana
She’s at Coco's, Coco's cabana
Collie's and Rotties, some Gordons and Scotties are at Coco's
With shattered dreams...

Her name was Coco
She was a show dog
But she never made the grade
And now she'll probably be spayed
Her life is changing
And rearranging
For now she's sailing down the Reach
And catching flies along the beach
She's running off her lead
Forgot the judge's greed
She's mixing it up with pooches
That are not her breed
Down at Cocos, Coco's cabana
Her dog house, her home, her Nirvana
She's at Coco's, Coco's cabana
She's still a spinster with dreams of Westminster
Down at Coco’s
But she feels rich
Despite the hitch
Life is a bitch...