I want a pet so bad, I can just taste it
I'd love to walk a dog and not be cha-, chased by it (by it)
You'd think I'd feed a stray dog and it would love me freely
But that doesn't ever happen
I must be made of sweetmeat
'Cause they bite me! ('Cause they bite me)
They try to eat me alive (They try to eat me alive)
I get so frightened (I get so frightened)
I cry, I cry (I cry)
















