Dub Thompson Dograces
Get your feet up
It's only breakfast
Did you see us
On this merry christmas?
To the dog races
With your sick faces
Snap like a dog
Did you get that on the high?
One, two, three, four
That's how she wanna go bounce
You can see that she might have known it all along
As far as I can tell
I put my money on her tail
Maybe, maybe I should
All my good vibrations
They smell like it's hot
I'm gonna wear it out tonight
One, two, three, four
