[From the Collected Recordings version of Great Truckin' Songs of the Renaissance.]
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I dipped my donger in some dog food
I found I couldn't stop
Wanted to get some more
It was a long way to the shop
I don't know where I am going
But I sure know where I have bin
I been stickin' it in Chumpy dog food
Ever since I was ninetin
Whoa Chumpy - WOOF!
So lumpy - WOOF!
So yummy - WOOF!
In my tummy - WOOF!
What has happened to the dialectic between my brain and my dick?
One look at that chumpy, it nearly makes me sick
But that sticky, drippin' dick of mine has got its own ideology
All I want my dong to do is have a simple wee.
Whoa Chumpy - WOOF!
So lumpy - WOOF!
So yummy - WOOF!
In my tummy - WOOF!
My dick's gone all didactic! I'm nearly goin' spastic!
But I see chumpy on red spot special, it draws me like elastic
I know more about pet food than others have forgotten
So bend over Fido, let me knead your bottom
Whoa Chumpy - WOOF!
So lumpy - WOOF!
So yummy - WOOF!
In my tummy - WOOF!
Whoa Chumpy - WOOF!
So lumpy - WOOF!
So yummy - WOOF!
In my tummy - WOOF!
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