Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Song from the dog.

Earl from Mutts is in complete agreement with
my dog, Tralfaz, whose song this is.


All I want for my birthday is a belly rub
I don't want no special kind of puppy grub
I don't want a bath in a claw-foot tub
Just a belly rub from you

All I want for Christmas is a belly rub
I loved them since I was a little cub
I don't want to hint; right here's the nub
Just a belly rub from you

All I want for anniversaries is a belly rub
I don't want to dine at some fancy club
I give places like that a great big snub
Just a belly rub from you

All I want for New Year's is a belly rub
I don't want a ginger lemon body scrub
I don't want to ride in a Disney sub
Just a belly rub from you

All I want for Valentine's is a belly rub
I don't want concerts and a souvenir stub
I don't want to eat at the local pub
Just a belly rub from you

All I want for Tuesday is a belly rub
Are you starting to see a pattern, bub?
If you want me happy, focus on the hub
Just a belly rub from you

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