Sheepdog, standing in the rain.
Bullfrog, doing it again.
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles.
What makes you think you're something special when you smile?

Childlike, no one understands.
Jack knife in your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years.
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears.

You can talk to me.
You can talk to me.
You can talk to me.
If you're lonely, you can talk to me.

[Guitar Interlude]

Big man, walking in the park.
Wigwam, frightened of the dark.
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you.
You think you know me but you haven't got a clue.

You can talk to me.
You can talk to me.
You can talk to me.
If you're lonely, you can talk to me.

Hey!
Wahoo Woof! Woof!
Hey, bulldog! Hey, bulldog!
Hey, bulldog! Hey, bulldog!

John: Hey man, what's that noise?
Paul: Woof!
John: What d'you say?
Paul: I said woof!
John: D'you know anymore?
Paul: Wooaah ha ha ha!
John: You've got it! That's great! That's right! That's it, man, hoo!
John: Give it to me, man, hurry! I've got ten children, ho!
Paul: Ah ho! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
John: Quiet boy, quiet!
Paul: Okay.

Hey, bulldog!
Hey, bulldog!

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