| Those jealous dogs, always on the alert
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| Tattle tale rights
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| They’ll take your back and leave your shirt
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| Like that jealous bitch
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| Always wanting more
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| The courts have made her rich
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| And the click of high heels down the corridor
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| Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
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| Those jealous dogs, detectives every one
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| Don’t be a sucker all your life
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| She’s gonna have you hung
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| Evidence, evidence, evidence
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| Suspicion invites treachery
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| Oh you really got taken
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| Bringin' home the bacon
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| Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
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| Bow, wow, wow, here come the dogs
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| Here come the dogs
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| Don’t lay down, here come the dogs
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| Stand straight don’t slouch
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| Get down off the couch
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| You’re gonna wet on the couch
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| Get down off the couch
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| Those jealous dogs, they get worse and worse
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| Every time you turn around
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| They’re sniffin' at your purse
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| Who do they think we are?
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| What do they think we do?
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| It’s hard to get in the mood
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| When you’re treated like some kind of dog food
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| Jealous, jealous, jealous dogs
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| Bow, wow, wow, here come the dogs
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| Oh ruff ruff, here come the dogs
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| Get down, here come the dogs
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| Mind your leg, roll over and beg
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| Happy birthday darlin'
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| Empty hearts
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
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| Apart |