Stray Dogs
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
Baby I'm bad, totally mad
Leave your girl lying in my bed
That being said, I'll get her wet
Leave the motel smoking a cigarette
Ow!
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
Old payphones, busted bones
This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone
Metal studs, bleeding guts
You keep your enemies close and f*ck the fuds
Baby I'm bad, totally mad
Leave your girl lying in my bed
Old payphones, busted bones
This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone
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Stray Dogs
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
Baby I'm bad, totally mad
Leave your girl lying in my bed
That being said, I'll get her wet
Leave the motel smoking a cigarette
Ow!
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
Old payphones, busted bones
This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone
Metal studs, bleeding guts
You keep your enemies close and f*ck the fuds
Baby I'm bad, totally mad
Leave your girl lying in my bed
Old payphones, busted bones
This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
Baby I'm bad, totally mad
Leave your girl lying in my bed
That being said, I'll get her wet
Leave the motel smoking a cigarette
Ow!
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
I'm riding to the fog, call me the stray dog
I go where I please and please where I go
Old payphones, busted bones
This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone
Metal studs, bleeding guts
You keep your enemies close and f*ck the fuds
Baby I'm bad, totally mad
Leave your girl lying in my bed
Old payphones, busted bones
This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone
Writer: RICKY SMEETS
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave