Rottweiler Blues
written by Warren Zevon and Carl Hiaasen
1995 Zevon Music BMI
Got a Glock in the bedside table
Machine gun leaning by the bedroom door
Kevlar vest in the closet
Well, I wear it when I go to the store
Shadows on the window
Rustling in the hedge
Faces at the peephole
Footsteps on the ledge
If you come calling
He'll be mauling with intent to maim
Don't knock on my door
If you don't know my Rottweiler's name
Halogen lights in the driveway
Guardian Angels living next door
One hundred pounds of unfriendly persuasion
Sleeping on the Florida porch
Slackers in the market
Bangers in the mall
Skinheads on the golf course
Hunting for their balls
If you come calling
He'll be mauling with intent to maim
Don't knock on my door
If you don't know my Rottweiler's name
Well, he's dreaming about an intruder or two
And the promise of burglar blood
He's yearning to chew on a gangster tattoo
And to hear the proverbial sickening thud
Shadows on the window
Rustling in the hedge
Faces at the peephole
Footsteps on the ledge
If you come calling
He'll be mauling with intent to maim
Don't knock on my door
If you don't know my Rottweiler's name
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Said baby, are you ready to burn?
Oh, burning desire, I'm a soul on fire,
and baby, it's higher and higher.
Don't get in my way, no way.
Well, you'd be a fool, baby; well that's true baby.
It's the time for my season right now.
Well, is it true baby? Oh yeah, baby.
I'm a man for the season,
Yes, I love you for a reason.
I'm a man for the season,
oh, I love you for a reason.
Time on my side, now you understand.
Oh baby, my time is at hand.
It gets higher and higher.
It's a divine given power.
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