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I know that day you left you said "Let's never talk again,"  
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But I'm not calling for myself,  I'm calling you for them.  
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Our little ones who wait at home are broken and upset,  
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And though they don't remember much, they can't seem to forget.  

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The dogs, they really miss you. They're diff'rent since you said goodbye.  
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They brood, they pout, they feel put out. If they could speak, they'd tell you why.									  
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They're too down to move about, they hardly touch their meals.    
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The dogs, they really miss you, and I know just how they feel.  

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Their tails don't wag, their hearts won't heal, they blame themselves that you're astray.  
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They're sorry that you felt tied down and never learned to stay.  
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Molly's nose is warm and dry since she sat and watched you pack.  
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She figures that you must be lost and can't find your way back.  

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And Scooter's just a basket case, he won't accept my calls.  
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His squeaky toy lies silent, he's lost interest in his balls.  

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The dogs, they really miss you. They're not themselves since you're not here.  
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They sleep all day, watch TV all night, they drink way too much beer.  
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They've seen Old Yeller 40 times, they bathe less than they should.  
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The dogs, they've stopped their poker game  hoping you'll come home for good.  

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You know how they hate to beg,  but the dogs are really blue.  
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The dogs, they really miss you,  and you know that I do too.  
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Wrow, wrow, wrow, wrowwwww!