Bulldog

You've got a rocket Inside your bullet head I've seen you walk it, baby Your knack for greatness Has never done you wrong You showed that sweet old lady Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog down below You talk of genius I feel an undertow Which head of yours is bragging now? One made of lettuce Is smarter than you both You fooled that manhole anyhow Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog down below Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog down below He'll bend you over, little red rover Bend you right over, some Casanova Go to your momma, little chihuahua Get back to your momma, little chihuahua Oh, the bulldog, oh whoa Oh, the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog down below Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog, oh whoa Who's got the bulldog down below