There I was taking my pitbull Daisy around town.
Asking her to tell jokes, do card tricks as we walk around.
But when she saw the mailman run and hide,
I thought there'd be a murder and i'd commit suicide.

Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.

So much for that poor stray cat in Central Park.
Daisy gave her last rites and made an unkind remark.
If you've never felt her bite, she knows how to chew.
And if she broke free from her leash i couldn't save you.

Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.
waliking the dog, walking the dog.

If you've never felt her bite.

walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.
Walking the dog, walking the dog.

Walking the dog.