Mike's Two Cents Worth

1st verse:
I got nothing against man’s best friend
I’m just not sure it’s true
Cuz since the day that dog moved in
He spends more time with you

And by the way he wags his tail
I think I’d be better off
If you’d pretend you’re not my wife
And treat me like a dog

Chorus:
It’s not so bad… the life of a dog
You give him a bath and talk baby talk
You fix his dinner you pat his head
Hell he even gets the center of our double bed
Well it’s plain to see… I would be… a whole lot better off
If you’d treat me baby… treat me like a dog

2nd verse:
Tell me why a six dollar haircut
Is good enough for me
But a monthly trim for that mutt
Always costs us twenty three

The fool that said ya gotta work like a dog
To bring home the bacon
Never saw how high on the hog that dog lives
On the money I’m makin’

Repeat chorus:

© 1992 Mike Land all rights reserved

1st  verse:
Some guys spend the night shootin’ pool
But this cowboy’s a dancin’ fool
Saturday nights I never miss a chance

The preacher says that when I die
No honky tonks up in the sky
Means any weekend might be my last chance

Chorus:
I’ve heard so many times before that heaven is mighty nice
But if it don’t have a dance floor they can’t call it paradise

I’d trade my boots and hat for wings and a halo shinin’ bright
But if heaven don’t have a dance floor
I’ll be in hell on Saturday night

2nd verse:
A Texas swing, the Cotton Eyed Joe
Or a buckle polisher nice and slow
My heart beats to the rhythm of a country band

And since angels don’t play steel guitars
And I don’t two-step to a harp
I guess I’ll have to have a weekend pass

Repeat chorus:

© 1992 Mike Land all rights reserved