| | |
| Always favourite thing, the jerky | |
| Biting thing keeps fangs sharp | |
| Never allowed to go through his area | |
| There lots o'wrecks of stuffed toys | |
| He has big eyes, never lost targets, yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you're not right | |
| Don't say just an old chiwawa | |
| People try to put him down | |
| Things they do look awful mad | |
| He's just talkin'bout their education | |
| He has wet black nose, never lose wicked, oh yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you're not right | |
| I say, you're the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You're the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| (Till the day I get my own) | |
| To be someone never beaten | |
| He can see for miles and miles | |
| Even though he's one foot short | |
| Angry tiny old brown dog | |
| Watchin'how this earth goes round | |
| He has little fangs, never lose bags, oh yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you're not right | |
| I say, you're the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You're the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| (Till the day I get my own) | |
| To be someone never go for another side | |
| To be someone never beaten, you're the man | |
| Don't say just an old chiwawa | |
| People try to put him down | |
| Things they do look awful mad | |
| He's just talkin'bout their education | |
| He has big black eyes, never lose targets, yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you're not right | |
| I say, you're the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You're the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| (Till the day I get my own) | |
| To be someone never go for another side | |
| To be someone never beaten, you're the man |
| Always favourite thing, the jerky | |
| Biting thing keeps fangs sharp | |
| Never allowed to go through his area | |
| There lots o' wrecks of stuffed toys | |
| He has big eyes, never lost targets, yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| Don' t say just an old chiwawa | |
| People try to put him down | |
| Things they do look awful mad | |
| He' s just talkin' bout their education | |
| He has wet black nose, never lose wicked, oh yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| I say, you' re the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You' re the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| Till the day I get my own | |
| To be someone never beaten | |
| He can see for miles and miles | |
| Even though he' s one foot short | |
| Angry tiny old brown dog | |
| Watchin' how this earth goes round | |
| He has little fangs, never lose bags, oh yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| I say, you' re the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You' re the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| Till the day I get my own | |
| To be someone never go for another side | |
| To be someone never beaten, you' re the man | |
| Don' t say just an old chiwawa | |
| People try to put him down | |
| Things they do look awful mad | |
| He' s just talkin' bout their education | |
| He has big black eyes, never lose targets, yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| I say, you' re the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You' re the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| Till the day I get my own | |
| To be someone never go for another side | |
| To be someone never beaten, you' re the man |
| Always favourite thing, the jerky | |
| Biting thing keeps fangs sharp | |
| Never allowed to go through his area | |
| There lots o' wrecks of stuffed toys | |
| He has big eyes, never lost targets, yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| Don' t say just an old chiwawa | |
| People try to put him down | |
| Things they do look awful mad | |
| He' s just talkin' bout their education | |
| He has wet black nose, never lose wicked, oh yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| I say, you' re the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You' re the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| Till the day I get my own | |
| To be someone never beaten | |
| He can see for miles and miles | |
| Even though he' s one foot short | |
| Angry tiny old brown dog | |
| Watchin' how this earth goes round | |
| He has little fangs, never lose bags, oh yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| I say, you' re the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You' re the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| Till the day I get my own | |
| To be someone never go for another side | |
| To be someone never beaten, you' re the man | |
| Don' t say just an old chiwawa | |
| People try to put him down | |
| Things they do look awful mad | |
| He' s just talkin' bout their education | |
| He has big black eyes, never lose targets, yeah | |
| When you hear his bark, it means you' re not right | |
| I say, you' re the man, how can I go your way | |
| The way you always do | |
| This is something I can tell you | |
| You' re the man, how can you go that way | |
| Let me be with you, followin', oh, your tail | |
| Till the day I get my own | |
| To be someone never go for another side | |
| To be someone never beaten, you' re the man |
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