Muscles on A Leash
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Muscles on a leash.
The man who keeps his muscles on a leash
He doesn't need he any kind of speech
His dog will do the talking
As he's strutting, as he's walking
The man who keeps his muscles on a leash.
I saw this bloke the other day
Whilst walking down the street
And the look I saw upon his face
Was anything but sweet
He had this great big grunting beast
All studded, on a leather leash
This dog it was a threat to say the least.
That demon looked at me and growled
While it's master gave a heavy scowl
It didn't do my poor heart any good
I've thought about this many times
It seems to be a bloody crime
That man’s best friend be handled by a hood.
The man that keep his muscles on a leash
It seems to me he's worse than any beast
For he knows what he's game's about
While dog he just plays orders out
For the man who keeps his muscles on a leash.
Copyright © sidney dugan | Year Posted 2019