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Louie Zong
Songwriter:in
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Look at me a shriveled little man
Chained to the leash a dog without a plan
And all the other dogs go woof woof howl
But all I've got is a tiny little yowl
My bones are brittle. My bones are weak
Other dogs stomp and I gotta sneak
Well, back in the day you would fall to your knees
But now I get knocked over by a very light breeze
Why did you do this to me
How could you do this to me
I was a creature with dignity
But now I look like this
Why did you do this to me
How could you do this to me
I was a creature with dignity
But now I look like this
Bad genetics, cursed calisthenics
Take a bad step and you'll have to call a medic
From the top of the food chain to the top of the list
Of funky little dogs you won't want to miss
Playing god while we're playing fetch
I can't fathom the depths of your treachery
Through all history
Written by: Louie Zong