Leon Huxley - Old Dog Lyrics

I was going to the old store
On the way I saw an old dog
Sad and clumsy walked on by
As is it ran out of breath and drooled
Appeared a cool, pale girl
Its owner had appeared, an angel had appeared
I drooled like a fool, I felt like a fool
I strolled on by glad and clumbsy
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 going to throw something at ya
Life's going to throw something at ya
Life's going to throw something at ya
Life's going to 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 is 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