It all comes down to this
he's good with cats and kids
My little black dog
I wrote a song with nothin' to say
all we need is a sunny day
and everything will be okay
with me
and my little black dog
(Now here comes the 'heavy' part)
The truth comes out when we're alone
What I can't see will all be shown
It all comes down to this
he's good with cats and kids
and I like that
'deed I do
You might have seen me on the street
I'm the guy you'll never meet
with a wave and a smile
and my little black dog
yeah, yeah, yeah, my little black dog
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