You might find it at the beach, or at the bus station
Or by the grocery store, out in the sun, or in your park land
Dogs were brought there, were happy that they ‘did’
They let out a spree of turds, don’t stand upwind

Half the time they don’t stink, still I understand
Why people are fussin’, and many start to cussin’
At owners who are so scared
To pick it up with their hand

Don’t give a damn
Say “Screw you”
A mess it’s true
The doggydoo
What to do
With doggydoo?
It’s like goo, baby

Just watch those scum go down the street they're walking
With all their hounds of their lives they're leashing, we’re squawking
Why not use a shovel to pick up piles?
No way, they just let it lay, they will never change
And there it stays for a long while
You all get me pissed
Tie you up with that leash
That stuff there ain’t no quiche

It always ends up like this all summer long
There’s no way we can forgive you
Back three years ago, honestly
Found a turd pile 20 feet long!

I say “Goddamn!”
I curse you
That is so rude
That doggydoo
I might sue
That doggydoo
From yer damned doggy

Thanks to you
Stuck to my shoe
That doggydoo, yucky!
I hate you

It’s now a battle that goes back and forth
This topic is just so disgusting, anyway to stop me?
Well, there’s one thing to do, just make a restart
Write a new song of farts
Parody redo?
No doggydoo.