Sheepdog standing in the rain
Bullfrog doing it again
Some kind of happiness is
Measured out in miles
What makes you think you're something
Special when you smile?

Child-like, no one understands
Jackknife in your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is
Measured out in years
You don't know what it's like
To listen to your fears

You can talk to me you can talk to me
Yeah, you can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me
C'mon now c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Big man walking in the park
Wigwam, you're frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me, but
You haven't got a clue, do ya?

You can talk to me you can talk to me
You can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to?
You can talk to me you can talk to me
Yeah, you can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me

Oh, bite me Steve c'mon now
Oh, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Hey bulldog hey, hey bulldog
Hey, hey hey bulldog
What is that? A gay bulldog?
Oh, where's Paris? You jump out of her purse?
Hey, hey bulldog ah, bulldog
Give it to me, Steve
One more time, c'mon, c'mon hey, hey bulldog
You ain't no bulldog
You is a California Chihuahua
In Detroit, we have bulldogs hey, bulldog
Bull, bulldog somebody put a muzzle on him
Bull, bulldog quit peein' on my leg
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, bulldog
Roll over, play dead
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, bulldog
C'mon, big bulldog

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): JOHN LENNON, PAUL MCCARTNEY