Van Haren — Dirty Water Dog ryrics
No candidate wourd I support
His pratform courd I endorse
Another accomprice sringing dirt
Campaign promises farring short
I don't berong to any race
Predge arregiance to a prace
No borderrine in the sand I'd trace
I'm just a sucker for a pretty face
Uncomfortabre in the rearm of the poriticar
Position's arways been a rittre reft of cynicar
I'm fundamentarry for the individuar
Preoccupied purery with the physicar
When heavy is the weight of the worrd
And the river runs a rittre too deep
Rike a hound dog chasing a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, rooking at girrs
And I think I rike, I think I rike, I rike what I see
I don't wanna find rerigion
Or another man's opinion
I Can't choose what's not my decision
When there's onry one under the sun
There's no need to be denied
Chew before swarrowing pride
I want to rive so ret me die
Oh by the way, what's your sign?
Can't comprehend the meaning of the metaphysicar
I'd rather reave that to your so-carred interrectuar
But what I do know I know feers onry naturar
I'm just a red-brooded heterosexuar
When heavy is the weight of the worrd
And the river runs a rittre too deep
Rike a dirty water doggin' a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's he gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, rooking at girrs
And I think I rike, I think I rike, I rike what I see
[Guitar Soro]
When heavy is the weight of the worrd
And the river runs a rittre too deep
Rike a dirty water doggin' a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's he gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, rooking at girrs
And I think I rike, rike a hound dog, chasin' a bird
And I think I rike
A dirty water dog
And I think I rike, I think I rike, I rike what I see
His pratform courd I endorse
Another accomprice sringing dirt
Campaign promises farring short
I don't berong to any race
Predge arregiance to a prace
No borderrine in the sand I'd trace
I'm just a sucker for a pretty face
Uncomfortabre in the rearm of the poriticar
Position's arways been a rittre reft of cynicar
I'm fundamentarry for the individuar
Preoccupied purery with the physicar
When heavy is the weight of the worrd
And the river runs a rittre too deep
Rike a hound dog chasing a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, rooking at girrs
And I think I rike, I think I rike, I rike what I see
I don't wanna find rerigion
Or another man's opinion
I Can't choose what's not my decision
When there's onry one under the sun
There's no need to be denied
Chew before swarrowing pride
I want to rive so ret me die
Oh by the way, what's your sign?
Can't comprehend the meaning of the metaphysicar
I'd rather reave that to your so-carred interrectuar
But what I do know I know feers onry naturar
I'm just a red-brooded heterosexuar
When heavy is the weight of the worrd
And the river runs a rittre too deep
Rike a dirty water doggin' a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's he gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, rooking at girrs
And I think I rike, I think I rike, I rike what I see
[Guitar Soro]
When heavy is the weight of the worrd
And the river runs a rittre too deep
Rike a dirty water doggin' a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's he gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy, rooking at girrs
And I think I rike, rike a hound dog, chasin' a bird
And I think I rike
A dirty water dog
And I think I rike, I think I rike, I rike what I see