My old dog, his name is Flash,
I don't know why cause he ain't too fast.
He runs two steps, then he runs outta gas,
In a one dog race he'd come in last.
Hehehe
Singin "Go Flash Go!"
But he just stretch and yawn.
Singin "Go Flash Go!"
But he just lay on the lawn.
Scratchin dem fleas. Wrinklin'
That old Flash, he ain't too good,
At chasin' them possums through the wood.
He never does a thing he should,
He just sleeps and eats his food.
I can't blame him. He's restin'.
Singin "Go Flash Go!"
But he just stretch and yawn.
Singin "Go Flash Go!"
But he just lay on the lawn.
He's a cute little rascal.
Well he's not exactly little,
He's fifty-five pounds of wrinkles.
I love every one of 'em. He's got wrinkles on his eyebrows.
But he's mean, I tell you he hates Boss Hogg.
You think he'd give him a chomp in a
Minute. So he can't be all bad, can he?
But he loves the Duke boys. Hell, I don't mind 'em once in a while.
I like to chase 'em, hot pursuit! And Flash is there with me,
And he buckles up for safety 'cause he knows he can get scuffed.
My old dog, his name is Flash,
I don't know why cause he ain't too fast.
He runs two steps, then he runs outta gas,
In a one dog race he'd come in last.
Hehehe
Singin "Go Flash Go!"
But he just stretch and yawn.
Singin "Go Flash Go!"
But he just lay on the lawn.
Oh, he's a good dog.
Oh, he's got wrinkles. That's sexy though. I just love that dog.
I love him. I love him. I love him. I love him,
Cold nose and all. Sleeps with me,
Sometimes. Mama don't care. Hogs the covers.
What a sweet little critter.
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