I am the man who carries mail
And when I'm walking a street trail
What fright, I hear a canine bark
Put the mail into the slot,
Sometimes I feel not so hot
A little anxious, hear those paws

Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a constant fear that doggie's always near
Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a phobia that canines' always there

Have you run your fingers through its hair?
And have you seen it's evil glare
When you're running for your life
Sometimes when I'm scared to take a look
At the dog pen in the yard,
I sense that Bowser's always watching me

Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a constant fear that doggie's always near
Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a phobia that canines' always there

Have you ever felt such a fright?
Think I hear footsteps from behind
I turn around, that dog is there
And as I quicken up my pace, I find it hard to look again
Because I'm sure that poochie's there.

Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a constant fear that doggie's always near
Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a phobia that canines' always there

Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
Fear of the dog, fear of the dog (x2)

Watching Air Bud films the night before
Debating bitches but not whores
The unknown troubles on my mind
And though they do like fetching sticks
I sense, and suddenly I see, attacking canine from behind

Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a constant fear that doggie's always near
Fear of the dog, fear of the dog
I have a phobia that canines' always there (x2)

And when I'm walking a street trail
I am the man who carries mail....