Dub Thompson - Dograces Тексты

Get your feet up
Its only breakfast
Did you see us
On this merry Christmas?
To the dog races
With your sick faces
Snap like a dog
Did you get that on the high?
One, two, three, four
Thats how she gonna bounce
You can see that she might have known it alone
As far as I can tell
I put my money on her tail
Maybe, maybe should
All my good vibrations
They smell like its hot
Im gonna wear it out tonight
One, two, three, four
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