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I woke up in a pool of my dog's own vomit
I guess he must have overdosed last night
I was fixing my transmission on my 97 Chevy
Scratching on my titties and drinking Miller Light
Well, Bandit, I guess you done picked your poison
That antifreeze I spilled upon the drive

And maybe if I'd bought you that expensive dog food
It may have just decreased your appetite
If I had not got drunk and knocked over the bottle
Of antifreeze upon the drive
Oh, Bandit you might still be alive

Well I guess I got frustrated
That damn truck's so hard to fix
And you was trying to get my attention
Showing momma your brand new tricks
You was bucking like a bronco and eating lots of grass
You was whimpering like a whooperwill
And scooting around on your ass

Now you're stiffer than the oak tree
To which I had you tied to
I made some mistakes
It don't mean Mommy didn't love you

If I had not got drunk and knocked over the bottle
Of antifreeze upon the drive
Oh, Bandit you might still be alive
Oh, Bandit you might still be alive
This is the worst damn day of my life

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