Jazzy Jake

Let me tell you bout a friend of mine
A man with a lot of time on his hands
Or paws that is
You ever heard of a little dude so lovable and snuggable?
When you get home he makes his presence known
Does some little trots
Slurps up some water
Makes a god damn mess of himself
But that's ok we love him still
Who do I sing about you ask?
No other than the man who runs these streets on collar and leash
That's right, it's Jazzy Jake

He stumbles in the grass (in the tall tall grass)
He's got himself his very own mamasan (mamasan)

The look on his face sometimes changes
I ask him what's going on
He said "man, I'M JUST TRYIN TO GET SOME FOOD"
what? Food? For you?
Getting a little chunky there, buddy
Now why would I say this to a friend of mine?
Well I raised that friend of mine
And his name (what's his name?)
It's Jazzy Jake

I looked into his eyes
and saw more than a dog
I saw a little bit of myself

Run after an ice cube
Chomping and chomping
Pee some more on this here fire hydrant
No I'm just kidding I'm gonna pee on the grass

It's jazzy Jake
It's Jazz