Tekster: The GC5. Doghouse.

I don't come around during waking hours
To see a dog like you
You'd do everything in your power
To always stay brand new
You ain't worth my worries
You ain't worth my tears
It's like being stuck in a doghouse hangin' round here

There's those with futures and those with pasts
And can the tables turn your way
You're ticking down time 'til your husband asks
Why you lay around all day
You ain't worth every penny
That I ain't got
So stick around and enjoy the mess you've wrought

I don't wanna waste my time on the firing line
Waiting for the other foot to fall
I tell you honey my only crime

Was talking to you through the walls

I don't come around during waking hours
I don't come around at all these days
You can call me a thief, you can call me a coward
I knew well enough to get away
You ain't worth my worries
You ain't worth my tears
There's no farewells when you know you won't see me for a couple of years
I gotta run
Cause the day's drawin' near
It's like being stuck in a doghouse hangin' round here