Welcome to the USA I'm helping out at JFK I'm sniffing them bags, what's all this? You look a little nervous, you're starting to shake I can be your best friend or I can be your worst headache
I ain't no Rin-Tin-Tin You can call me Cujo, I'm takin' you in Roll over Beethoven, [?] Next [?car biker], next [?stop tunes] Looks like we're in for a dog day afternoon
Look what I caught Ah, you can bite the hand that feeds you You can bite the hand that feeds you You canite the hand that feeds you But I've got a job I'm Pavlov's dog
I ain't got no pedigree Just tell them out with a CBV They pick me up 'fore they put me down I ain't pretty, I'm a little raw I ain't gonna win no prize at [Fox?]
Well look what I found Yeah look what I found You can bite the hand that feeds you You can bite the hand that feeds you You can bite the hand that feeds you Just doin' my job 'Cause I'm Pavlov's dog, yeah Mmm, Pavlov's dog
Every dog has its day I can smell trouble miles away I got several unknowns Gonna make a run for it, not so fast I'm Pavlov's dog and I'm bein' a Russian ass
Look what I caught Yeah, look what I caught You can bite the hand that feeds you You can bite the hand that feeds you You can bite the hand that feeds you Well, I've got a job, yeah Oh, I've got a job to do, yeah I've got a job I'm Pavlov's dog, yeah I'm Pavlov's dog, yeah yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
