I'll have the greyhound
With the burlap backfoot and the rose tongue wagging
What's she into
Does she like fun?
Does she like kids
No I don't have none
And what about the feeding?
Will she eat halibut or frozen peas?
And what about the nighttime?
What about the nighttime?
In the night
When she gets bored
I hear her howling through the floorboards
And in the morning
When I'm alright
We walk together in the YellowLight
She naps by my green chair
When I watch TV I pet her headhair
She loves Goodfellas
And all that mob stuff I'm telling you
I've got nothing to hide
When she bit the milkman I took her side
When she's gone I'm gone, too
When she's gone
In the night
When she gets bored
I hear her howling through the floorboards
And in the morning
When I'm alright
We walk together in the YellowLight