Feels like I made a mistake
I fed my dog too much steak
But now I have to let him know
People food's a no-no

He left a stain
On every single neighbor's lawn
His name's Spot, but I tell you what
Most folks just call him "Mutt"

No one's ever bathed this doggie
Though I've tried
He always runs away
Horrible dog
Don't you bark

He's got lotsa fleas
Fur is greasy
Makes my stomach queasy, baby
I can't give him away
Tell me who am I sposed to pay to take him
Keep your distance from him
Don't give no table scraps to him
He's got lotsa fleas

Looks like he's making a mess
He's soiled my girfriend's black dress
He drove us both to ire
We argue 'bout whose turn

Whose turn it is to walk this darn canine
All I want now is a feline
Putrid ol' dog
I can't breathe

He's got lotsa fleas
Fur is greasy
Makes my stomach queasy, baby
I can't give him away
Tell me who am I sposed to pay to take him
Keep your distance from him
Don't give no table scraps to him
He's got lotsa fleas
I think he is sick
But leave him be while I try to wash this darn doggie
He smells real funny, honey
Tell me why his nose is runny,
Vet, best bet
Is to hope and pray that it won't take long till
Spot's free of all his fleas

Yeah well free of all his fleas
Free of all his fleas
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