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Now boss Mitt Romney went for a ride
Pulled up on a highway side
Tied me down up on the roof
Boss I hollered, woof woof woof

Please master boss!

Don’t look right, it don’t seem right
Hot in the day, cold all night
Where I’m goin’ I just don’t know
Poor dog’s got to bottle up and go

Oh Mr Boss, cut me down!
Woof, woof, woof

He had a ride, sure not ridin’
Poor dog he really had a ride
He had a ride, sure not ridin’
Up on the rooftop here I’m sat

Lyrics submitted by cariadonffol

The Mutt Romney Blues song meanings
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