Gone To The Dogs Lyrics - Squeeze

(Difford/Tilbrook) 

Down at the dogs the bets are placed 

A wad of notes rolled in a hand 

The floodlit track is center stage 

For winning hounds to take the stand 

In old covert coats and trilby hats 

The owners swan around the place 

The tic tac man throws out his arms 

His thin moustache stretched on his face 

Gone to the dogs the man and his life 

He stands by the rail and looks at the sky 

Confused by the thoughts 

That stew in his mind 

Alone by the track on a Saturday night 

Gone to the dogs 

He stands and reflects 

Gone to the dogs 

And has no regrets 

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The restaurant's full and table bets 

Are taken by the girls who serve 

The basket meals and German wine 

Excitement mounts 

The buzz is heard 

The stadium is full of screams 

And cigar smoke is in the air 

The dogs race around on their last lap 

And down the straight they chase the hare 

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