Transcription: My mom said, how's the white collar dog? He's been a son of a gun, he's not a gun of a ball He sleeps in the shed all alone He doesn't pay a fine, he's fine, he's fine at all He wants me to come out twenty years ago We're coming up out of five months down the road He cornered, gathered up a lovely road He said, he's an ill-done, we're finding him to fall Well, he lost it in dawn The question turned about It's just as they get the fat He's the one who fucked the road like that It's just as they get the fat He's the one who fucked the road like that I'm gonna sit down in the white collar door An ...
