"What's up New York City?!" Leonard shouted. A good majority of the crowd cheered loudly for the poodle as he took the stage. As whistles and cries went around the room, the poodle motioned to Tattoo that he was ready. A moment later, music filled the air.
Tail wagging, Leonard sang, "Open up the champagne, pop! It's my house, come on, turn it up. Hear a knock on the door and the night begins. 'Cause we done this before so you come on in. Make yourself at my home, tell me where you been. Pour yourself something cold, baby, cheers to this. Sometimes you gotta stay in. And you know where I live. Yeah, you know what we is. Sometimes you gotta stay in, in. Welcome to my house! Baby take control now. We can't even slow down. We don't have to go out. Welcome to my house! Play that music too loud. Show me what you do now. We don't have to go out. Welcome to my house! Welcome to my house!"
Pepe, along with the audience, clapped their paws together as Leonard continued, "Morning comes and you know that you wanna stay. Close the blinds, let's pretend that the time has changed. Keep our clothes on the floor, open up champagne. Let's continue tonight, come on, celebrate. Sometimes you gotta stay in. And you know where I live. Yeah, you know what we is. Sometimes you gotta stay in, in. Welcome to my house! Baby take control now. We can't even slow down. We don't have to go out. Welcome to my house! Play that music too loud. Show me what you do now. We don't have to go out. Welcome to my house! Welcome to my house!"
Grinning the crowd, Leonard went on, "Welcome to my duck off the crib, the spot, the pad. But my house is your house if you throwin' it back. Excuse me if my home bringing the sad. Soon as these happy faces lay you can run with the cash. Home run, slam dunk, touchdown, pass. Mi casa es tu casa so it ain't no holding back. Another shot of vodka, you know what's in my glass. It's my house, just relax. Welcome to my house! Baby take control now. We can't even slow down. We don't have to go out. Welcome to my house! Play that music too loud. Show me what you do now. We don't have to go out. Welcome to my house! Welcome to my house!
"It's my house, my house!" the crowd cheered, led by Pepe. "Welcome to my house! It's my house!" Leonard finished, thrusting his paw into the air. The audience went wild as the poodle exited the stage...
