Tekster: Catherine Britt. Hot Doggin'.

Well, the rumor is that you've been seen
Running like and old greyhound
Acting like you're over me
Out there painting the town
And it seems, no matter where I go
Your bark can't be ignored
You show up with a brand new pup
Waggin' your tail out on the floor

Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Showing off, making the rounds
Hot doggin all over town

Well, it's clear to see, you got a bone to pick
Ever since I threw you out
And I've heard you've learnt a few new tricks
Living in the old doghouse
Well, you stay out late an' you tell your friends
That you ran away from home
You say you broke your leash
Now you're out of the streets
Like an' old stray that's ready to roam

Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Showing off, making the rounds

Hot doggin all over town

Well, it seems, no matter where I go
Your bark can't be ignored
You show up with a brand new pup
Wagging your tail like you're over us
Out on the floor, strutting your stuff

Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Showing off, making the rounds
Hot doggin all over town

Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Just a-hot doggin (hot doggin)
Showing off, making the rounds
Hot doggin all over town
Hot dog, hee, hee, hee