Lyrics

I wake up in the morning, start scratching my head
Pull off the silk sheets from my mink furry bed
I look in the mirror get a horrible fright
My diamond studded collar just ain’t looking right
A carat is missing, one of the ten 18K’s
Looks like this is gonna be a ruff ruff ruff day

I’ve got the dog-gone blues,
Yes the dog-gone blues
No stepping outside today
We’ve run out of liver pate
What to do, what to do
What to do, with these dog-gone blues

Dog walker is late, cause she knows how I hate
The scooper she’s using is cheap silver plate
How can I walk to the spa
When I’m a bark with no bite
My fluff-cut looks different
I hide it till night
All the Spa members tease me
Say I look like a stray..
I tell them my dog groomer up and moved to L.A.

I’ve got the dog-gone blues,
Yes the dog-gone blues
No stepping outside today
We’ve run out of liver pate
What to do, what to do, what to do.. with these dog-gone blues

It’s no use denying
I’ve lost all my clout
No one wants to be around
A rich dog who pouts
I pray it gets better
I just want to fit in
A pedigree pedicure
Will wipe off this layer of grim
So paraffin me with all the top dogs
Chauffer come get me, lift me out of the fog!

I’ve got the dog-gone blues,
Yes the dog-gone blues
Not stepping outside today
We’ve run out of liver pate
What to do what to do what to do?
What to do what to do what to do?
What to do what to do what to do?

With these dog-gone blues