The Dog

Smell like a dog, look like somethin'
That you would think the cat drug in
Been thinkin' 'bout… kickin' your butt
Back to the street curb again

Your whore-house breath is somethin'
That I don't want to face again

I think you know what I'm thinkin'
I know you think I'm back again
You're in and out of my door
You know you make my mood so sore….

I never did think this would happen when I thought about you lovin' me

Your suicide blond is happenin'
Right where your end should be
2 miles of bad road is something
That I think your face is at

I never did think this would happen when I thought about you lovin' me
©Steve Chestney