He Loves Milkbones


“He Loves Milkbones” (apologies to Joan Jett)

I saw him sleepin there by the washing machine
I knew he wasn’t dreamin about getting clean
His lips were pullin back

Dreamin about his favorite snack
An’ I could he wouldn’t go back
Till he was tellin me, yeah me
An’ I could tell it wouldn’t be long
Till he was with me, yeah me, singing’

He loves milkbones
So put another one on his nose, baby
He loves milkbones
So come an’ take your time an’ sing with me

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