(J.N. Fisher and A. Moore)
You don't think for me
Or see what I see
I will not do the things that you say
An explanation if I may
I don't like you and by the way
May your dogs colon be familiar
With the warmth of your breath
You don't own my mind
Or my black behind
And I will not follow the order of the day
If you thought it was any other way
Listen closely to the word I say
May your dogs colon be familiar
With the warmth of your breath
You're just a pig to me
With a dog with fleas
Run your kennel!
I think the answer is No No No
I'm no cow, No herd, No ho
I stand firm and will not blow you
May your dogs colon be familiar
With the warmth of your breath
Come here Fido! Hey beautiful dog. Oh it's a Police dog.
Here puppy have a nice raw steak and some gravy train,
The Warmth Of Your Breath
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