Stray Dog Freedom

There's a skinny dog
 In a dirty parking lot
 And he doesn't bite, but he begs
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 And he knows what's true
 So, if you are, he'll follow you
 If you're headed home all the way
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 So, we let him finish
 Every dinner plate
 And we watched his tail saying "Thanks, thanks, thanks"
 And we tried to name him
 But he ran away
 Once he knew his freedom was at stake
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 It's the same old shit
 So, it's how you deal with it
 It's the glove that fits that you wear
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 So, when the wind blows strong
 I put a few more layers on
 And I tell myself I don't care
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 I might make a phone call
 To a better man
 To ask the questions that I have
 Have, have, have, have
 Like how did I get started?
 And where's it gonna end?
 Why should I treat a traitor like a friend?