Bad idea to have a bull dog
From front to end had mange.
I never understood his itching as he shed
And he yelped as he stank and whined.
And he always had a pretty loud whine.

Sayin'
"You must be cured."
All the noise and the hurts, now.
Bye to the rashes in your wrinkled skin
Bye to you, just me.

If I had one thing in this world
What I'd want to do.
Iron out your old wrinkles that hide all those sores
Make a new dog of you.

Say it now
"You must be cured."
All the noise and the hurts.
Bye to the rashes in your wrinkled skin
Bye to you, just me.

- instrumental-

You know I can be shady
Tell you what I've done
At night I went a ridin', 'itchy' at my side.
Left 'itchy' at the vets, then I run.
It wasn't a great thing that I done.

"Isn't mine to cure."
All the noise and the hurts.
Bye to the rashes in your wrinkled skin
Bye to you, just me.

"You must be cured."
All the noise and the hurts.
Bye to the rashes in your wrinkled skin
Bye to you, just me.

"Isn't mine to cure."
All the noise and the hurts.
"Isn't mine to cure."
All the noise and the hurts.
"Isn't mine to cure."
All the noise and the hurts.
Bye to the rashes in your wrinkled skin
Bye to you, just me.

"Isn't mine to cure."
All the noise and the hurts.
Bye to the rashes in your wrinkled skin
Bye to you, just me.

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