Tracy Bonham - Bulldog lyrics

rate me

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