Canine Man Songtext
von Sea Level

Well, they call me St. Miller
Yes, I rode in on a ship of fools
I don′t know where I came from
Neither do you

Pope Kinley called me up
He said, "Son, there ain't but one thing that you can do
You got to be a canine man
You got to be a canine man"

I got a nose full of knowledge
I got an instant replay call
I got four feets that won′t do nothing but crawl

If you chain me up in the morning
You better let me loose at night
See, I got to be your canine man
I got to be your canine man
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I'm wired and I'm tired and I′m
Why do you treat me like you do?
Nobody knows me
But everybody shake my hand

I don′t need your money
Girl, it's love that makes me howl
I got to be your canine man
I got to be your canine man

Well, you sent me down to Miami
Sent me lookin′ for the well-to-do man
Had me runnin' around
And lightin′ up the contraband

Ooh, baby, baby
I'm comin′ to the house
Yes, I had to change my plan
I got to be your canine man
I got to be your canine man

Ah
Make me howl
Make me prowl
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