| You’re like a dog under the table
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| Crying for what’s left over
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| But if I tried to give it
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| You’d snap at me
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| You’re hungry and you need it
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| Crying 'cause you want it
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| But you would only bite
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| Then in the feet
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| Mad dog, mad dog
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| I may have to put you down
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| Mad dog, mad dog
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| I don’t wanna put you down
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| Got your bones out in the backyard
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| Digging holes out in the front yard
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| At times I think you’re digging one for me
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| You’re howling in the night
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| But when I come to comfort
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| You pull away like you’ve been beat
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| Mad dog, mad dog
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| I may have to put you down
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| Mad dog, mad dog
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| I don’t wanna put you down
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| I know you’re a man’s best friend
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| Could you be a woman’s too?
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| Have you been driven crazy
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| By the things that women do?
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| Mad dog, mad dog
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| I don’t wanna put you down
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| Mad dog, mad dog
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| I may have to put you down
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| I may have to put you down |