PETS HAVE FEELINGS TOO
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Don't be too rough, rough, rough on your dog
Don't be too rough, rough, rough on your dog
Don't be too ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff
Don't ride your puppy, He is not a pony
Don't saddle or straddle him
He's lookin' kinda boney
And don't put your Barbie clothes
On Chuckie the Chihuahua
Don't make him dance, not even the lambada
And Tommy the Turtle doesn't need a paint job
It cuts off the airflow
And that'll make his head throb
You wouldn't want someone
To slap a coat of paint on you
Pets have feelings too
Just like me and you
To keep us from turning blue
Give fresh water, fresh food
And a pat on the head
And a place in the bed
Next to you
Goldie the Goldfish swimmin' round in water
Sometimes she's nappin'
That's how I bought her
If she should belly up, it could really smelly up
Don't try to boil it or flush it down the toilet
Goldie deserves a proper funeral
'Cause pets have feelings too
From terrier to cockatoo
To keep 'em from eating their poo
Give your cat or your mutt
A nice pat on the butt
And a place to curl up
Next to you
Your cat says please don't hurt me-ow!
Your cat says please don't hurt me-ow!
Your cat says please don't hurt me, ow! ow! ow!
Don't pull, the whiskers on little mister friskers
He fell on his vertabray
And slipped his little disc-ers
And Iggy the Iguana doesn't really wanna
Go into the oven, no, it is not a sauna
Lizards like heat, but not too much
And we all need a home
A safe place to bury the bone
Some wide open spaces to roam
The bobcat needs 20,000 acres
We all seek the cheese in the maze
Go through a molting phase
And if we get rabbies we foam
Written by Scott Wheatley, Julene Jones Scott Wheatley: vocals, guitar, banjo Larry Melton: bass Mark Merella: drums
PETS HAVE FEELINGS TOO
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Written by Scott Wheatley, Julene Jones Scott Wheatley: vocals, guitar, banjo Larry Melton: bass Mark Merella: drums
Don't be too rough, rough, rough on your dog
Don't be too rough, rough, rough on your dog
Don't be too ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff
Don't ride your puppy, He is not a pony
Don't saddle or straddle him
He's lookin' kinda boney
And don't put your Barbie clothes
On Chuckie the Chihuahua
Don't make him dance, not even the lambada
And Tommy the Turtle doesn't need a paint job
It cuts off the airflow
And that'll make his head throb
You wouldn't want someone
To slap a coat of paint on you
Pets have feelings too
Just like me and you
To keep us from turning blue
Give fresh water, fresh food
And a pat on the head
And a place in the bed
Next to you
Goldie the Goldfish swimmin' round in water
Sometimes she's nappin'
That's how I bought her
If she should belly up, it could really smelly up
Don't try to boil it or flush it down the toilet
Goldie deserves a proper funeral
'Cause pets have feelings too
From terrier to cockatoo
To keep 'em from eating their poo
Give your cat or your mutt
A nice pat on the butt
And a place to curl up
Next to you
Your cat says please don't hurt me-ow!
Your cat says please don't hurt me-ow!
Your cat says please don't hurt me, ow! ow! ow!
Don't pull, the whiskers on little mister friskers
He fell on his vertabray
And slipped his little disc-ers
And Iggy the Iguana doesn't really wanna
Go into the oven, no, it is not a sauna
Lizards like heat, but not too much
And we all need a home
A safe place to bury the bone
Some wide open spaces to roam
The bobcat needs 20,000 acres
We all seek the cheese in the maze
Go through a molting phase
And if we get rabbies we foam