Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne

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Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne

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There was a lady in a window In the room across the way From the hotel I was staying in While on my holiday I couldn't help but see everything 'Cause I was peeping I confess Still after dinner every night She had the strangest guest She'd retire to her favorite chair And sit there with a dog Fill the crystal glasses While the fire danced on the log I watched them drink their bubbly brew Until the fire grew dim Then I stuck my head out the window And said why not me instead of him Oh your bulldog drinks champagne And I ain't one to complain What a perfect waste of wine it seems to be So honey, tell ol rover that the big dogs coming over 'Cause any woman that would get a bulldog drunk Would have to be good to me Fourteen days and fourteen nights Not one word did I hear Her with her silk and champagne Over to me in my shorts with a beer She just left the curtains wide And I knew she knew I could see Her and the pug-nosed mutt Guzzling wine and teasing me Oh your bulldog drinks champagne And I ain't one to complain What a perfect waste of wine it seems to be So honey, tell ol rover that the big dogs coming over 'Cause any woman that would get a bulldog drunk Would have to be good to me So I made a bolder move I went over and rang her bell I heard growling from inside And I got scared as hell Then the bulldog staggered out the door And he said, how do yo do But the lady bit me on the leg And I said r-rouf, I love you too Oh your bulldog drinks champagne And I ain't one to complain What a perfect waste of wine it seems to be So honey, tell ol rover that the big dogs coming over 'Cause any woman that would get a bulldog drunk Would have to be good to me

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Credits

Writers
  • David Bellamy
  • Jim Stafford