Puppy Love
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I love my dog as much as I love you
But you may fade, my dog will always come through
All he asks from me is the food to give him strength
All he ever needs is love and that he knows he'll get
So, I love my dog as much as I love you
But you may fade, my dog will always come through
All the pay I need comes a-shinin' through his eyes
I don't need no cold water to make me realize that
I love my dog as much as I love you
Music I listened to white writing this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAf3tsu-HAY&list=PLZO9cOQLDeoTvf5uoxeEDfBv_3BiuuOnY&index=2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Jlu2FGjlBI&list=PLZO9cOQLDeoTvf5uoxeEDfBv_3BiuuOnY&index=3
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