Lambchop A Doctor In The House
In the yard, there was a punching bag
That everybody felt the need to hit
I guess it's just a matter of common sense
But I think it's getting time for them to quit
And what's the matter with poor Muffin?
The farmer's dog is looking sad
Hops around three-legged with a bone
And I'm just a dog that's gone mad
And is there any real need for this?
Sit around and count the days
When everything is closing in on you
Maybe it's just opening up the gates
And is there a doctor in the house?
I think he's in need of some attention
And everybody's going out of thе way
To find the doctor in the house
But I'm not rеally a doctor
I'm more of a dentist or a shrink
If something's bothering you, don't look at me
'Cause I'm just sitting in the exit row
Fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight
