When I’m a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
Got amazing powers of observation
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There’ll be nobody home
When I’m a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
Got amazing powers of observation
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There’ll be nobody home
I'm still a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!