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He Runs This House
A dog who is, by any honest measure, in charge.
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He Runs This House [Verse] Sunlight hits the hardwood floor I am pacing past the door Looking at my human staff Waiting for their morning laugh Leash is hanging on the wall I decide when we shall stroll Every rug belongs to me Living in a monarchy [Chorus] I am the boss, I run this estate Empty the bowl, fill up my plate Four little paws guiding the way I hold the reins every single day Who's in control? Look at my face I am the king of this whole place [Verse] Socks are scattered, contraband Gathered up in my command Cushions molded to my shape No escape and no debate When the doorbell rings outside I announce the rising tide Every visitor must bow I am making ledger now [Chorus] I am the boss, I run this estate Empty the bowl, fill up my plate Four little paws guiding the way I hold the reins every single day Who's in control? Look at my face I am the king of this whole place [Bridge] Evening falls and shadows creep Time to guard them while they sleep Curled up on the velvet bed Paws stretched out and heavy head Just a quiet gentle reign Taking pleasure, taking pain [Chorus] I am the boss, I run this estate Empty the bowl, fill up my plate Four little paws guiding the way I hold the reins every single day Who's in control? Look at my face I am the king of this whole place
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