"The Dogs are in the House"

© 2007 Eve & Mare


The dogs are in the house

The dogs are in the house


the parents are gone and the dogs are outside

the parents are gone and the dogs are outside

the parents are gone and the dogs are outside

I think I’ll let them in


The dogs are in the house

The dogs are in the house


they run up the stairs and back again

and head down the hall with a pant and a grin

Their tails just a waggin’ and their tongues to one side

I think they like it in here


The dogs are in the house

The dogs are in the house


The big one turns with a bark and a howl

And points his nose like he’s sniffing a fowl

Then he pounces on mama’s big feather bed

And the other one joins right in


The dogs are in the house

The dogs are in the house


They’re scratchin’ at fleas and scratchin’ their heads

These huntin’ dogs never been in a bed

They’re not sure what they’re supposed to do

So they turn around thrice and lay


The dogs are in the house

The dogs are in the house


Well they’re back up on their paws and they’re scratchin’ with their claws

And they’re flailing in the sheets and they’re slobbering in the heat

Well what am I gonna do now?

Can’t get rid of the smell, can’t get rid of the hair, can’t get rid of the dirt

Oh no!

Might as well join ’em till the parents come home


The dogs are in the house

The dogs are in the house