What my bod needs now is Dove, sweet Dove
That’s because the septic tank I’m in the middle of
What my bod needs now is Dove, Sweet Dove
No, not just a bar, but a hefty ton

Lord, it was sprayin’ like a fountain
There were backups in plumbing enough to climb
There were yellow-stained rivers to wide to cross
Enough backup to fill up a mine

What my bod needs now is Dove, sweet Dove
That’s because the septic tank I’m in the piddle of
What my bod needs now is Dove, Sweet Dove
No, not just a bar, but a hefty ton

Lord, I could use another backhoe
For this shovel and sump pump won’t make it go
These are labors that neighbors say “it ain’t mine!”
I’m sinkin’ in, and I’m dyin’ slow

What my bod needs now is Dove, sweet Dove
That’s because the septic tank I’m in the riddle of
What my bod needs now is Dove, Sweet Dove
No, not just a bar, but a hefty ton