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Dog Eat Dog (Warrant) · Dog Eat Dog (Joni Mitchell) · Sea Dog See Dog (Tom Lewis) · Dog Eat Dog (The Toasters) · Good Dog Bad Dog: The Home Recordings (Over the Rhine) · Dog Eat Dog (Joni Mitchell) · A Salty Dog [A Salty Dog...Plus] (Procol Harum) · A Sacrificial Offering to the Kingdom of Heaven in a Cracked Dog's Ear (Bethlehem) · Soul Heaven Presents Digital Heaven (Hutchinson, Hutch) · One Man Dog (James Taylor) – and 90 other albums »


The moonlight fills all heaven with mirth

The dog's a vapor
Belched by earth
The dog's a vapor
Belched by earth

There's something in you
'Tis the dog's
They say a man is judged 
By the deeds he does while livin' 
A judgement when he stands 
Before the Lord 
And I know heaven holds a place 
For men like
In a dog's life
A year is really more like seven
And all too soon a canine
Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven 

It seems to me
As we make
Traditional, Arranged and Adapted by Roger McGuinn 
Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Yes, I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Well I
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
As almost she's got the heaven
Baby, you're a perfect
{DJ Q Bert scratches "right  now here we go"} 



[Dr. Octagon] 

A lot of rappers are wack  they cold booty from the buttcrack 

Swingin
the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And flew away howling
Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett
Music by Buffett, Kunkel, Guth, P. Mayer, J. Mayer
I'm a cultural infidel, painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel,
Heaven ain't hard to find
(All you gotta do is look)

Simply because you nervous, let me start off with my conversation
Hoping my information,
speak of you
Why can't we
Let sleepin' dogs die?

Deep, it cuts deep
And the affection, it grows
And heaven only knows
What you were to earth
at night
Sex in heaven
Tough town
A cruel touch
Sailors leave
Sirens screaming
Lap of luxury
A show of violence
Take off your mask
Lay off my
the fourth of July

I knew a lady who lived in Duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave a little too soon
And she flew away
But if dogs have a heaven there's one thing I know old Shep has a wonderful home
till the fourth of July

I knew a lady who came from Duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Parody Of Stinkin' Problem by David Ball (Ball/Shamblin/Ziff). Almo Music Corp./Hayes Street Music/EMI-April Music (ASCAP). Low Country Music/New
still hesitating
We say a prayer of levitating
In my heaven

You can look back on your life and lot
But it can't matter what you're not
By the time you're
I'm checkin' out to the heavens above
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
Punched in the teeth, teeth by love
I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops
But now I, make, hits, every single day
With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre
So lay back in the cut,
loot, I used to shoot hoops
But now I, make, hits, every single day
With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre
So lay back in the cut, motherfucker 'fore you get
let's sip the heaven's heady wine

And young girls shiver as they wait by lonely bus-stops
After sad parties: no-one to take them home
To greasy
Silk pyjamas, silk pyjamas
She was wearing silk pyjamas
Usual outfit, big pith helmet
Dr. Martens and silk pyjamas
Said it was driving her round
better be warned
Baby Hugh Hef, will mack in the sack
Dr. Dreams got game, that's my rep
Baby Hugh Hef, that's my name
Fieldy's Dreams, that's part
in hell.
Say hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye.

[Middle voice part provided by Jimmy Hoffa and Dr Funk says RFK]
(And yes, we know where he is!)
I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops
But now I, make, hits, every single day
With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre
So lay back in the cut,
I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops
But now I, make, hits, every single day
With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre
So lay back in the cut,