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the dog police, they're coming after me, I tried to obey, but the pack keeps leading me astray
my fat friend charlie, he's taken to much to eat, he can barely manage a swagger, he becomes fodder for the dog police
the dog police, they're coming after me, they're foaming @ the teeth, they're just plain mean
they've cornered they pack, in a darkened back alley, they've promised us an attack, they say "you gotta kill if you wanna eat"
the dog police, they're coming after me, they're foaming at the teeth, they gotta feed their families
the dog police, they're coming after me, they're foaming at the eat, they are covered in fleas.
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