Love that dog ….. love that dog
What’s it all about boy, elucidate!
That’s a joke, I say that’s a joke son
Go, I say go away boy, you bother me
I made a funny son and you’re not laughin‘
His muscles are as soggy as a used tea bag
That boy’s about as sharp as a bowling ball
I keep pitchin’ ‘em and you keep missin’ ‘em
That boy’s as timid as a canary at a cat show
Fortunately I always keep a spare in my locker
That woman’s as cold as a nudist on an iceberg
Nice mannered kid, just a little on the dumb side
That kid’s about as sharp as a pound of wet liver
You’re way off, I say you’re way off this time son!
Nice girl, but about as sharp as a sack of wet mice
Nice boy but he’s got more nerve than a bum tooth
I say, boy, pay attention when I’m talkin’ to ya, boy
Pay attention, boy, I’m cuttin’ but you ain’t bleedin’!
Smart boy, got a mind like a steel trap – full of mice
He’s so dumb he thinks a Mexican border pays rent
Hmmm, bare, I say bare as a cooch dancers midriff
Oh, that woman, got a mouth like an outboard motor
That dog’s like taxes, he just don’t know when to stop
That boy’s as strong as an ox, and just about as smart
Now I wonder what ol’ busy body widow hen is up to
Boy’s gotta mouth like a cannon, always shootin’ it off
This boy’s more mixed up than a feather in a whirlwind
That dog, I say that dog’s strictly GI – gibberin idiot that is
Don’t, I say don’t bother me dog, can’t you see I’m thinkin’
For-I say fortunately I always carry a spare set of feathers
That, I say that boy’s just like a tatoo, gets under your skin
Kid don’t quit talkin’ so much he’ll get his tongue sunburned
That dog, I say that dog is lower than a snake full of buckshot
That dog’s as subtle as a hand grenade in a barrrel of oat meal
Boy, you cover about as much as a flapper’s skirt in a high wind
Pay attention to me boy! I’m not just talkin’ to hear my head roar
That’s the trouble with that fool dog, always shootin’ his mouth off
That’s what I’ve been – I say, that’s what I’ve been telling you, boy!
Now what, I say now what’s that skinny old hen doin’ up on the barn
That, I say that dog’s busier than a centipede at a toe countin’ contest
Now cut that out boy, or I’ll spank you where the feathers are thinnest
Look sister is any of this filterin’ through that little blue bonnet of yours
I got, I say I got this boy as fidgety as a bubble dancer with a slow leak
Stop, I say stop it boy, you’re doin’ alot of choppin’ but no chips are flyin’
This is going to cause more confusion than a mouse in a burlesque show
You know there might, I say there just might be a market for bottled duck
What’s, I say what’s the big idea wrappin’ a lariat around my adams apple
Fortunately I keep my feathers numbered, for, for just such an emergency
What in the, I say what in the name of Jesse James do you suppose that is
Gal reminds me of a highway between Forth Worth and Dallas – no curves
Now what, I say what’s the big idea bashin’ me in the bazooka that-a-way boy!
She remi – I say, she reminds me of Paul Revere’s ride, a little light in the belfry
Now what, I say what’s the big idea bashin’ me on the noggin’ with a rollin’ pin!
Now who’s, I say who’s responsible for this unwarranted attack on my person!
This boy’s making more noise than a couple of skeletons throwin’ a fit on a tin roof
Now that, I say that’s no way for a kid to be wastin’ his time, readin’ that long-haired gobbledegook
It’s sure, I say it’s sure quiet around here, you could hear a caterpillar sneakin’ across a moss
bed in tennis shoes
The snow, I say the snow’s so deep the farmers have to jack up the cows so they can milk’em
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