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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy F Gibbons
Billy F Gibbons
Vocals
Dusty Hill
Dusty Hill
Bass Guitar
Frank Beard
Frank Beard
Drums
Terry Manning
Terry Manning
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy F Gibbons
Billy F Gibbons
Songwriter
Dusty Hill
Dusty Hill
Songwriter
Frank Beard
Frank Beard
Songwriter
Linden Hudson
Linden Hudson
Arranger
Terry Manning
Terry Manning
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terry Manning
Terry Manning
Engineer
Bill Ham
Bill Ham
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Engineer

Lyrics

Hey baby, what 'cha gonna do? Now that I've left you and I said we're through All along you been runnin' round But you ain't the only game in town I dug your bush and your ass was fine I dug your jelly and your mighty mind But you rubbed it on another guy You're history and this is why You're just a dog, A scurvy dog Hey baby, when we got it on You made me feel like there ain't nothin' wrong Just don't bug me like you're so naive I'm crackin' up, I'm gonna take my leave I dug your bush and your ass was fine I dug your jelly and your mighty mind But you rubbed it on another guy You're history and this is why You're just a dog Hey baby well it's over now, I'll make my exit and I'll take a bow Your problem's cured with a dollar bill And if it won't I know a flea collar will I dug your bush and your ass was fine I dug your jelly and your mighty mind But you rubbed it on another guy You're history and this is why You're just a dog A scurvy dog Arf! arf! Hey! Get that dog out of my yard!
Writer(s): Billy Gibbons, Joe Hill, Lee Beard Frank Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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