Mad Dog - The Gaddabouts, Edie Brickell, Steve Gadd

You’re like a dog under the table

Crying for what’s left over

But if I tried to give it

You’d snap at me

You’re hungry and you need it

Crying 'cause you want it

But you would only bite

Then in the feet

Mad dog, mad dog

I may have to put you down

Mad dog, mad dog

I don’t wanna put you down

Got your bones out in the backyard

Digging holes out in the front yard

At times I think you’re digging one for me

You’re howling in the night

But when I come to comfort

You pull away like you’ve been beat

Mad dog, mad dog

I may have to put you down

Mad dog, mad dog

I don’t wanna put you down

I know you’re a man’s best friend

Could you be a woman’s too?

Have you been driven crazy

By the things that women do?

Mad dog, mad dog

I don’t wanna put you down

Mad dog, mad dog

I may have to put you down

I may have to put you down