Tekster: Toad The Wet Sprocket. Hey Bulldog.

Sheepdog
Standing in the rain
Bullfrog
Doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you're something special when you smile

Child-like
No one understands
Jack knife
In your sweaty hands
Some kind of solitude is measured out in years
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me

Big man
Walking in the park
Whigwam
Frightened of the dark
Some kind of innocence is measured out in you
You think you know me but you haven't got a clue

You can talk to me
You can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me

Hey bulldog, hey bulldog
Hey bulldog, hey bulldog
Hey bulldog, hey bulldog