Tekster: Reba McEntire. Good doggie, No bone.

oohhhhh wowowowowow
first they tell you youre gonna be the next big thing
they put roses in your dressing room everytime you sing
till you ask for a little consideration
then they call you a diva,
pink slip "termanation"
they grab the next yapper
just walking down the street
they've got him singing your songs
markin' your tree

it's lonely at the top
when the lights go down and the cheering stops
you've got no real friends
no place to call home!!
its all good doggie
but no bone

and the next thing you know he aint bringing you roses
its all cold stares
cold shoulder
"cold noses"
he doesn't write
doesnt call
doesn't howl you name
all that he can think about is fortune and fame
there aint nothing i can do
to turn his head and excite him

sometimes i swear i just want to bite him!

its lonely at the top
when the lights go down
and the cheerin stops
you've got no real friends
no place to call home
its all good doggie (good doggie)
its all good doggie(good doggie)
but no bone! wowow nonono!

good doggie (no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie(no Bone)
good doggie
not even a little bitty bone
good doggie (no Bone)
no bone ohh wowowwo!!!!!

and no bone owowow!