Dogs Songtext
von The Who
Dogs Songtext
The first time we met you were a kennel maid
You gave me a tip, I got me forecast paid
You were holding the greyhound in trap number one
Your white coat was shining in the afternoon sun
Now we′re both together
We're never gonna break apart, no no
′Cause we're a happy couple you and me
With a greyhound at either knee
"I'll have ten shillings to win on Camira Flash, young man"
"What dog′s that?"
"It′s the duke's dog, innit!"
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
′Ceptin' you, little darling
′Ceptin' you, little darling
We′re a happy couple you and me
With a greyhound at either knee
We go to the dog track on Saturday night
We put all our money on a dog that we like
A kiss and a cuddle, a hot meat pie
Two dollar tickets and a starry sky
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
'Ceptin' you, little darling
′Ceptin′ you, little darling
We're a happy couple you and me
With a baby on either knee
Yes it′s you little darling
Yes it's you little darling
Now it′s you little darling
Now it's you
"Eh, where′s me wage packet? Ah, I'll put twenty-five knicker please on Yellow Printer. Oh, I hope the wife don't find out. Yes, it′s sure to win, isn′t it. Yes, I know, it's a good dog, I saw it run at White City. Just last week, broke the record, Yellow Printer. Nice dog, yes, lovely form, lovely buttocks."
You gave me a tip, I got me forecast paid
You were holding the greyhound in trap number one
Your white coat was shining in the afternoon sun
Now we′re both together
We're never gonna break apart, no no
′Cause we're a happy couple you and me
With a greyhound at either knee
"I'll have ten shillings to win on Camira Flash, young man"
"What dog′s that?"
"It′s the duke's dog, innit!"
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
′Ceptin' you, little darling
′Ceptin' you, little darling
We′re a happy couple you and me
With a greyhound at either knee
We go to the dog track on Saturday night
We put all our money on a dog that we like
A kiss and a cuddle, a hot meat pie
Two dollar tickets and a starry sky
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
There was nothing in my life bigger than beer
'Ceptin' you, little darling
′Ceptin′ you, little darling
We're a happy couple you and me
With a baby on either knee
Yes it′s you little darling
Yes it's you little darling
Now it′s you little darling
Now it's you
"Eh, where′s me wage packet? Ah, I'll put twenty-five knicker please on Yellow Printer. Oh, I hope the wife don't find out. Yes, it′s sure to win, isn′t it. Yes, I know, it's a good dog, I saw it run at White City. Just last week, broke the record, Yellow Printer. Nice dog, yes, lovely form, lovely buttocks."
Writer(s): Peter Townshend Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com