Hey there, human, what's the deal
Picking up my poop, that's not the real appeal
Plastic bags in hand, looking all refined
Do you eat it? Collect it? What's running through your mind
Oh, it's come out of my bum
Nothing really good comes from that
I'm just a pup with a puppy grin
So love me for who I am, no need for that
Awkward fingers, fumbling 'round
Lucky you don't have a tongue, that would make a scene profound
I bet you're not gonna make a statue from my mess
That's one memorial I don't wanna confess
Oh, it's come out of my bum
Nothing really good comes from that
I'm just a pup with a puppy grin
So love me for who I am, no need for that
If you don't want me running wild
Then feed me food that's really styled
With some fiber to make it right
Just scraps and leftovers aren't quite the bite
So here's my thought, I'll lay it down
Forget the bags, just let me run around
You could get me some doggy diapers, yeah
But that's a task for you to bear
Oh, it's come out of my bum
Nothing really good comes from that
I'm just a pup with a puppy grin
So love me for who I am, no need for that
Oh, it's come out of my bum
Nothing really good comes from that
I'm just a pup with a puppy grin
So love me for who I am, no need for that
Let's just play fetch, chase the sun
Forget the bags, let's just have fun
Let's just play fetch, chase the sun
Forget the bags, let's just have fun