| My baby works in a hot dog stand, makin' them hot dogs as fast as she can
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| Up steps a cat, now don’t be slow, get me two hot dogs ready to go
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| Hot dog, she’s my baby, hot dog, drives me crazy
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| Hot dog, don't mean maybe, you ought to see my baby in a hot dog stand
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| In the cool of the evening when the sun goes down, all the cats and the chicks
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| all gather round
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| They order hot dogs and red soda pop, then they head downtown to a hep cat hop
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| Hot dog, she’s my baby, hot dog, drives me crazy
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| Hot dog, don't mean maybe, you ought to see my baby in a hot dog stand
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| I’m waiting for my baby every night at twelve, she closes up the top and then
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| we lose ourselves
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| At a hep cat hop any crazy way, we’re doin' the bop till the break of day
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| Hot dog, she’s my baby, hot dog, drives me crazy
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| Hot dog, don't mean maybe, you ought to see my baby in a hot dog stand
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| Now the cats here and how been hangin' around, trying to get my baby,
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| trying to put me down
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| She either don’t hear, she either don’t care, maybe it’s the way that I brush
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| my hair
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| Hot dog, she’s my baby, hot dog, drives me crazy
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| Hot dog, don't mean maybe, you ought to see my baby in a hot dog stand. |