The Dogmother · Howling Moon Music
Little pup chaos, running wild and free. Stealing your socks ain't no fantasy.
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Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Stealing your socks
Ain't no fantasy
Paws on the counter
Nose in the bag
Sneak like a shadow
Then I make a dash
Sock in my mouth
Shiny shoe gone
Look at that face
I did not do wrong
Uh-oh, here I go
One more mess I made
You say "drop it now"
I just tilt my head
Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Stealing your shocks
Ain't no fantasy
Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Little pup chaos
Running wild for free
Chewing the corner
Digging the pit
Tail like a flag
And I'm proud of it
Mud on the rug
Crumbs on my chin
You chase me around
And I do it again
Uh-oh, here I go
Eyes all wide and sweet
You say "not that toy"
I already won, repeat
Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Stealing your shocks
Ain't no fantasy
Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Little pup chaos
Running wild for free
I'm just a baby
But I move like a bandit
One tiny wag
And you already panic
Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Stealing your shocks
Ain't no fantasy
Trouble trouble that's me
Trouble trouble that's me
Little pup chaos
Running wild for free
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Paws on the counter, nose in the bag, sock in the mouth, shiny shoe gone. Look at that face — they did not do wrong.
The socks are missing. The rules have been ignored. Nobody is sorry. And somehow the troublemaker is still adorable.
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