Bulldog Lyrics - The Burdens Of Being Upright - Tracy Bonham

You've got a rocket inside your bullet head 

I've seen you walk it, baby 

Your knack for greatness has never done you wrong 

You showed that sweet old lady 

Who's got the bulldog? Who's got the bulldog? 

Who's got the bulldog down below? 

You talk of genius, I feel an undertow 

Which head of yours is bragging now? 

One made of lettuce is smarter than you both 

You fooled that manhole anyhow 

Who's got the bulldog? Who's got the bulldog? 

Who's got the bulldog down below? 

Who's got the bulldog? Who's got the bulldog? 

Who's got the bulldog down below? 

He'll bend you over little red rover 

Bend you right over some casanova 

Go to your momma little Chihuahua 

Get back to your momma little Chihuahua 

Oh, the bulldog! Oh, the bulldog! 

Who's got the bulldog down below? 

Who's got the bulldog? Who's got the bulldog? 

Who's got the bulldog down below?