| I have a dog, and his name is Fred
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| Poor old feller, he’d be better off dead
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| Than to live his life with me;
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| Me being one old flea
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| Fred used to scratch his back and side
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| Poor old feller, I would run and hide
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| I’d drink me a big old beer
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| And wait till the coast was clear
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| I know I sound like a mean old rat
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| But I’m just a flea, you know I can’t help that
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| We’re a perfect team, a pretty good match;
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| I provide the itch and he replies with the scratch
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| Scratch, Fred, roll on the ground
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| Scratch, Fred, it makes a musical sound:
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Fred won shows, he was a big success
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| So I was living at the best address
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| Life was a pleasure for me;
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| He made me a high-class flea
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| Fred won ribbons and loving cups-
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| He outclassed all of them other pups
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| But as soon as we were back in the yard
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| I’d nip that rascal hard
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| I know I sound like a mean old rat
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| But I’m just a flea, you know I can’t help that
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| We’re a perfect team, a pretty good match;
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| I provide the itch and he replies with the scratch
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| Scratch, Fred, roll on the ground
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| Scratch, Fred, it makes a musical sound:
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Well, Fred got older and he quit the shows-
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| Makes you wonder where the glory goes
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| Now we lie in the noonday sun
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| And think of the stuff we’ve won
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| Fred gets sleepy when the sun gets hot
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| So we take a little snooze until the day is shot
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| And if I want to go in at night
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| I give him a little bite
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| I take it easy, 'cause he’s old and fat
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| But I’m still a flea, you know I can’t help that
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| We’re a perfect team, a pretty good match;
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| I provide the itch and he replies with the scratch
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| Scratch, Fred, roll on the ground
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| Scratch, Fred, it makes a musical sound:
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhhh!
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| Chicka chicka chicka chicka chhh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fred , by - Tom Paxton. Song from the album New Songs For Old Friends, in the genre Музыка мира