The one is big, the other small
The winners' feet are short
(The finest trails the) wolves are following
Never never ever ever ever ever think they'd swallow it
Oh, it feels strange
It produces a similar call
No factory blare
(Air emulses) in a cloud around it
Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it
For a cure
Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
The one is big, the other small
The winners' feet are short
The finest trails the wolves are following
Never never ever ever ever ever think they'd swallow it
Oh, it feels strange
For a cure
Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or maybe red
Or black
Dr Dog - Black-Red (Bonus) Lyrics
Dr Dog - Black-Red (Bonus) Lyrics
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The one is big, the other small
The winners' feet are short
(The finest trails the) wolves are following
Never never ever ever ever ever think they'd swallow it
Oh, it feels strange
It produces a similar call
No factory blare
(Air emulses) in a cloud around it
Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it
For a cure
Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
The one is big, the other small
The winners' feet are short
The finest trails the wolves are following
Never never ever ever ever ever think they'd swallow it
Oh, it feels strange
For a cure
Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or maybe red
Or black
The winners' feet are short
(The finest trails the) wolves are following
Never never ever ever ever ever think they'd swallow it
Oh, it feels strange
It produces a similar call
No factory blare
(Air emulses) in a cloud around it
Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it
For a cure
Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
The one is big, the other small
The winners' feet are short
The finest trails the wolves are following
Never never ever ever ever ever think they'd swallow it
Oh, it feels strange
For a cure
Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or maybe red
Or black
Writer: Mark Johnson, Toby Mark Leaman, Scott A McMicken
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.