Mad Dog in Town
Sweet Faith came to town one day, in her limousine
I don't like to brag, but in her rag she looked like a movie queen
When my baby saw me lookin' at her, she must have read my thought
'Cos she took me down to a bank in town,
And locked me in that vault
You better call that dog cop-man
There's a mad dog loose in your town
Well, I had Lou Lou and her money too; Man, I had a breeze
'Till one day Faith swayed my way - I melted like hot cheese
I told my heart "Quit actin' smart, you know who you belong to"
But it talked right back, said "Listen, Jack
I'll court her if I want to."
You better call that dog-cop man
'Cos there's a cur dog loose in your town
Well, I felt low down, so I went uptown to see what I could see
I met Old Joe, who's in the know, and guess what he told me
He said his grip had began to slip, he was losin' his best gal
I said "Listen, man; I understand.
I'm tellin' you right now"
You better call that dog-cop man
'Cos there's a prowling dog in this town
Well, it's dog eat dog when it comes to love - an' I'm hard to beat
I want to be fair, but I declare: the girls all think I'm sweet
I talk a lot about what I got, but some things I don't tell
But when a doll walks by and winks her eye
I jump right up and yell
You better call that dog-cop man
'Cos there's a howling dog in this town
I don't like to brag, but in her rag she looked like a movie queen
When my baby saw me lookin' at her, she must have read my thought
'Cos she took me down to a bank in town,
And locked me in that vault
You better call that dog cop-man
There's a mad dog loose in your town
Well, I had Lou Lou and her money too; Man, I had a breeze
'Till one day Faith swayed my way - I melted like hot cheese
I told my heart "Quit actin' smart, you know who you belong to"
But it talked right back, said "Listen, Jack
I'll court her if I want to."
You better call that dog-cop man
'Cos there's a cur dog loose in your town
Well, I felt low down, so I went uptown to see what I could see
I met Old Joe, who's in the know, and guess what he told me
He said his grip had began to slip, he was losin' his best gal
I said "Listen, man; I understand.
I'm tellin' you right now"
You better call that dog-cop man
'Cos there's a prowling dog in this town
Well, it's dog eat dog when it comes to love - an' I'm hard to beat
I want to be fair, but I declare: the girls all think I'm sweet
I talk a lot about what I got, but some things I don't tell
But when a doll walks by and winks her eye
I jump right up and yell
You better call that dog-cop man
'Cos there's a howling dog in this town
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Writer(s): Rocky Bill Ford
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