Dog With a Bone

Hey, you say you won't, you can't give me any more love
You say you will, you can give up what I've got babe
You make me high when I talk on the phone, hey
You know I gotta ring up your number when I know you ain't home
'Cos you gotta hold on me baby like a dog with a bone, hey, hey
Dog with a bone
One more time baby, now
Ooh, oooh
Hey, you say you won't, you can't give me any more love
But you say that you will you can give up what I've got babe
You make me high, hey, when you talk on the phone
Hey, you know I gotta ring up your number when you know I ain't-a home
(Hey baby, hold on me babe) 'Cos you gotta hold on me baby, like a dog with a bone, yeah, hey, hey
Dog with a bone
Dog with a bone, yeah
Ooh, oooh
Do a solo baby
Roll over, over let Brian take over
(Unknown lyric) when you talk on the phone
Ring up your number when I know you ain't home
'Cos you gotta hold on me baby, like a dog with a bone
Hey, hey, like a dog with a bone, yeah
Yeah
Uh-ha, oh, ooohhh
Like a dog with a bone
You say you won't (you won't), you can't (you can't) give me any more love
But you say (but you say) you will (you will) you can (you can) give up what I've got
You make me high when you talk on the phone
You know I gotta ring up your number when I know you ain't home
'Cos you gotta hold on me baby, hey, like a dog with a bone, yeah
Like a dog with a bone
Hold on me baby
Yeah, won't let go
Like a dog with a bone
Won't let go
You will, you gotta
Yeah
Ooooh-eee
Alright
Roger: Well hello fan club, uh. Sorry it hasn't got me on it. Must have ruined it for all of you, but there you go.
John: Hello, John here. I hope you're having a good time. And Jacky, in return for us doing this musical offering for you, is after we've finished she's going to come on and do a strip for you
Freddie: Hey, I hope everybody's having a good time (good time, good time, good time, good time), I hope everybody's having a, having a good time (good time, good time, good time)
Brian: Having a good time, yes, yes, before I heard all this nonsense. Where's the microphone, which one? Hello it's Brian here. 'Fraid I've lost my voice because I've been bellowing. Oh God, God I wish someone would shut that bloody guitarist up, it's dreadful. Well actually we'd love to be with you, we're sorry we're not with you but we're too busy making silly noises and thinking up new chords like this one and having mid life crises and things. You see it's all very easy for you but we have a lot of work to do so we're going to play you this song instead. It goes like this.