| There’s a black dog on my shoulder again
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| Licking my neck and saying she’s my friend
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| Solitude the one thing that I really miss
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| Guess my life is a compromise
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| There’s a black dog on my shoulder again
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| I’m playing with it but it’s gone to my head
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| Like Carlito’s Way there are no exit signs
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| Freeze me there until I am numb
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| My mouth is so dry
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| My eyes are shut tight
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| There’s a black dog a coming tonight
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| Black dog’s a coming tonight
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| My dilemma but not my choice
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| Winston Churchill can you hear my voice
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| Melodrama there in my kitchen sink
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| Double vision the way it is
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| Am I coming home to you again
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| Or am I stupid just by design
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| Does it matter if you really ever know
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| This black dog is out of control
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| My mouth is so dry
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| My eyes are shut tight
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| There’s a black dog a coming tonight
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| Black dog’s a coming tonight
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| Am I coming home to you again
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| Or am I stupid just by design
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| Does it matter if you really ever know
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| This black dog is out of control
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| My mouth is so dry
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| My eyes are shut tight
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| There’s a black dog a coming tonight
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| Black dog’s a coming tonight |