How much is the little doggy in the window
How much can the little doggy be
When I look at the doggy in the window
I see that the doggy is me, that the doggy is, that the doggy is me
Just like the doggy that returns to its own vomit
And the pig that plays in the mud
Look around and you'll see that the world is full
of sweets and goodies to eat
It's like a drug and it turns into a habit
And it rots out all of your teeth
That disease of, that disease of me
Just like the doggy that returns to its own vomit
And the pig that plays in the mudBy: Jimmy Buffett, Jane Slagsvol
One o'clock in mornin'
People pilin' in thru the door
Drinks are still comin' and I'm barely hummin'
And the audience is screamin' for more
Somebody's locked in the bathroom
Manager can't find the key
I pity that man but from where I stand
It's lookin' like the prisoner is me
Chorus:
So won'tcha kick it in now second wind
We got two more hours to go
Losin' any more hope of scorin' any more coke
And we still gotta do another show
My mind started to wander
In the middle of my second song
Dreamin' I was at sea just my baby and me
When the words started comin' out wrong
Waitresses are pickin' up glasses
The bartenders scream last call
When I looked to my right I saw a terrible sight
As the bass man took a bad fall
Chorus:
So won'tcha kick it in now second wind
We got two more hours to go
Losin' any more hope of scorin' any more coke
And we still gotta do another show
(organ instrumental)
It's three o'clock in the mornin'
Runnin' on adrenalin
What I'm tryin' to say is that tomorrow's the day
And we got to do it over again
Chorus:
So won'tcha kick it in now second wind
We got two more hours to go
Losin' any more hope of scorin' any more coke
And we still gotta do another show
Gotta do another show
I gotta, do another show
Gotta, do another show
Gotta, do another show, oh oh oh oh oh aw....