| Before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
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| Yea, before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
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| I used to wag my tail in every corner, never hesitate to give that bitch a bone
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| Before I met my baby didn’t have a clue
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| Before I met my baby I didn’t know what I should do
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| Before I met my baby this misguided mutt made dogmeat out of you and everybody
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| else
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| She went to see my kennel, she said «It's like a rabbit huch»
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| She went to see my kennel, she said «It smells too much»
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| She wouldn’t wag her tail or nothing at all until the furniture-man called
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| He said take it away, oh yeah, go on, let’s guitar
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| One time, baby, I took her for a walk
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| Two timing bitch, I tried to squash her under a truck
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| Three time looser, this ain’t no game
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| Five hand shuffle driving me insane
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| I can’t get it when I want it, when I call her she don’t answer to her name
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| We settle down into a laugh of bliss or so it seemed
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| I adjusted to the endless wine and foodmixes end her talking to me
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| It was hell, I tell you
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| And when I dug my bone up, she threw my bone right back at me!
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| Some…
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| There’s some harmonica? |
| In the ball?
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| I finished with that bitch, he’d left her tied up to a tree
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| She had a note around her neck saying, «Take this one, she’s free»
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| Before I met my baby my life was misery
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| Before I met my baby my life was misery |