How can you expect respect When you treat me like a dog No amount of sticks and stones Will beat down this Joe Bloggs Ideas merge as you try to purge The lies out from the truth Emotions surge as you feel the urge To bite the hand that feeds you
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You try to change me Rearrange me Turn me into someone new Try to tame me Obedience train me When I've got my teeth in you Aahhoooo!
When day to day affection's A conditional response Love becomes a reflex To disguise the ambience I go on autopilot When I'm patted on the head I get the feeling one of us Would be better off dead
What else can you do When you're in the doghouse What else can you do When you're in the doghouse What else can you do When you're in the doghouse Doghouse Dog house