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I got a dog in this fight |
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I got troops on the ground |
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His name is old |
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Spayed Kooley he's the meanest dog in town |
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If you think |
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I'm foolin' try bustin' in through the door |
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He'll tear you a whole brand new one and you won't come back no more |
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Spayed's a good dog he's really bad |
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He's the best pal this poor boy ever had |
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Now Spayed might get suspicious when first you chance to meet |
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So if you come a callin' you better wipe your feet |
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Empty out your pockets let him see your hands |
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Be sure to talk good |
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English so he can understand |
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Spayed likes mariachis he loves to hear 'em croon |
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I know he'l |
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I be watchin' if the fiddles ain't in tune |
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When you come 'round to our table you better play it sweet |
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Or it's adios muchachos down on |
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Olivera Street |
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Spayed's a good dog he's really fine |
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So if you want to be a friend of mine |
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Pledge allegiance to our flag try to sing on key |
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And you won't have no problem with my dog |
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Spayed Kooley |
