My Shep is pacin' sniffin' & waitin'
Chew toys not bothered
She's sittin' pretty, impatient, smells somethin' slaughtered
Been waitin' hours, wants to devour
Somethin's in the pot on top of fire

Got a surprise for my Shep bitch
And it's not a store-bought bone
The butcher knows my dog's obsession
And my doggie knows what I brought home

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And it's not pork, pork, pork, pork, pork, pork, pork
Only beef works, works, works, works, works, works, works
Watch as her body twerks, twerks, twerks, twerks, twerks, twerks, twerks
She's such s good sport, sport, sport, sport, sport, sport, sport
But don't touch her bone, oh, oh, oh-no
Don't touch her bone, oh, oh, oh-no, no, no, no!

The tongs in motion
Stirs up a commotion
No more delays, her reward for devotion
That bone's not bloody, just cooked and meaty
Throw it, caught in her jaws- locked, ready for some slow feeding

On the floor she sits
Savoring that meat bone
Gnawing into the marrow
It's always best to leave her alone

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Girl is almost fourteen
Held her in my lap when she was a puppy
Hamburger ground, with an egg daily
Wet dog food of Pedigree
Seems like an eternity
Since she rode in my '63
Or she caught a new Frisbee
Water games in 100 degrees
Doin' all the things dogs love to do
Takin'long walks, how she would drool
She's my pride, never let her go
Give her love, a caress
Licks my face, gets me wet
Too good to ever be naughty, but

Never touch her bone
Her growling a warning, wants to be alone
I'll make my soup until she's done
Then it's gone (under the couch I'll find it prone)