All Dogs Go To Heaven

Lyrics for All Dogs Go To Heaven

You were working hard baby Sending me to sleep with your yawns They were scrapping in the yard Handing out the jobs Something I could do to you Watching as you threw me to them Severing the dreams of you Something I could do to you You make me up a weak looking blue Your shoulder isn't way up high And friends they take you on a ride And show you a good time And some things get through and I forget how I knew Salt is in the sink Shaking like a tear From your little aching You're coming home, you're coming back to me Something I could do to you You make me up a weak looking blue Your shoulder isn't way up high And friends they take you on a ride And show you a good time And show you a good time A good time Yeah