Jill Cohn - Rescue Dog

Sick of writing sad sad songs of silly stories and life lived wrong You say that I am not that strong I know, I’m in a rut Sometimes you forget that staying in your own shoes might be the best bet for you Perhaps I’m just the animal that you lack in your life So I went to the pound To see if he was back around Because I still believe in round trip tickets and the promises Or maybe he chose not to be No more humane society But I believe he’s coming back for me My rescue dog Seems to me that he left the scene he’s now the Chihuahua of the beauty queen she’s everywhere I wanna be man, she’s living well With designer shoes and designer dogs Fame’s become a favorite god Play that card with all your heart I just want a Saint Bernard So I went to the pound To see if he was back around Because I still believe in round trip tickets and the promises Or maybe he chose not to be No more humane society But I believe he’s coming back for me Lassie and my lassitude Save myself, no time to brood My lack of courage and changing mood just gives you more fuel Well, now my inspiration is lacking and all the dogs are snapping snapping maybe i should just start backing up to the cat’s den la la la la la la la la la la la la I believe he’s coming back for me la la la la la la la la la la la la I believe he’s coming back for me my RESCUE DOG So sick of writing sad sad songs of silly stories and life lived wrong Well maybe I am growing strong, and I just fail to see The beauty of this funk I’m in I’ll just break my case like Rin Tin Tin Understand I’m not a sin, I just need a dog So I went to the pound To see if he was back around Because I still believe in round trip tickets and the promises Or maybe he chose not to be No more humane society But I believe he’s coming back for me I believe he’s coming back for me I believe he’s coming back for me