I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog
Sad and clumsy walked on by
As it ran out of breath and drooled
Appeared a cool pale girl
It's owner had appeared, an angel had appeared
I drooled like a fool, I felt like a fool
I strolled on by, glad and clumsy
Hello, you must be
The girl from Portland
A little gift shop
A little gift stop
Had changed my life
She said "How so?"
I said "You must know"
I grabbed her hand and took the leash
We walked the dog, I heard her sneeze
I stole a kiss, kapeesh
I stole a kiss
Life's gonna throw something at ya
Life's gonna throw something at ya
Life's gonna throw something at ya
Life's gonna throw something at ya
I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog
I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog
I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog
Sad and clumsy walked on by
As it ran out of breath and drooled
Love
In the winter there must be love
In the winter there must be love
In the winter there must be
Oh, Love
In the winter there must be love
In the winter there must be love
In the winter there must be love
There must be
Love
Love
Love
I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog
I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog