| If I were a dog
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| I could stare at your beauty for extended periods of time
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| You’d never even notice, nor would you prob’ly care
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| ‘cause dogs are prone to stare
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| If I were a dog
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| I could walk with you down the city street
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| Without raising a suspicion
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| Perhaps you’d pity me
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| But I’d follow you home
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| You’d let me in and give me a milkbone
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| And I don’t know
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| If we can make it work
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| But I’m eager to give it a try
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| I’m open to the possibility, yeah
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| The life of a dog could be the life for me
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| If I were a dog
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| I’d have an excuse for all this drooling every time
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| You walked into the room
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| ‘cause that’s just what we do
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| If you ever wonder why
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| But if you only knew
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| If I were a dog
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| I would not hesitate to sit at your feet
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| And beg for your affection
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| I’d use my big brown eyes
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| To get into your heart
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| Maybe we can go for walkies in the park
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| And I don’t know
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| If we can make it work
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| But I’m eager to give it a try
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| I’m open to the possibility, yeah
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| The life of a dog could be the life for me
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| It would prob’ly never work in the end
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| You’d get sick and tired of me biting all your boyfriends
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| And I’d always wanna sleep on the bed, yeah
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| Nananana nanananana
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| Wa-oooo |