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He stares at her, his teeth are bare
Blood gets hot, he wants it now,
He wants it rare, but something’s there
That holds him back from the attack
Before the kill he feels the thrill
Something is there, that cools him off
And it seems some kind of tough
What a force on leads
They wait for you, they’re getting big
But they can hide, their lust is huge
Some are nice, and some are false
And all they want is that you believe
That they are just like you and me
They’re talking sweet, they’re acting calm
They are so smooth, they’re so nice
But if they could they would bite
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Oh, it’s so mean
No one knows that they’re outrageous
As long as they are treated gracious
Once cut off they’re getting wild
But someone’s there, who leads the lead
And they can walk in a line
And they dance on a rein
Something’s there that cools them off
But it seems some kind, some kind of tough
They’re all
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Dogs on leads
And the sweetest of the sweetest
Is a hunter held on leads
They’re the nicest -- they’re the calmest
No one knows it -- who’s the beast
Don’t you turn ’rough, it’s too dangerous
So you better catch the lead
If they’re hungry, they might hurry
And you better feed the need
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Oh yeah!
Dogs on leads -- dogs on leads
Dogs on leads
Dogs -- dogs on leads
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