[Verse 1]
Two golden gals with fur so fine,
Chasing squirrels and feeling divine.
Down by the creek, tails held high,
When three little Chihuahuas came strutting by.
[Prechorus]
One barked loud, the other snapped,
The golden girls weren’t havin’ that.
[Chorus]
Barking up the wrong tree, oh can’t you see,
Big ol’ retrievers and tiny Chis?
Growlin’ and yappin’, oh what a scene,
But by the end, they’re sharing a dream.
[Verse 2]
One Chihuahua strutted, full of sass,
The other two yipped, “You’re too big, we’ll pass!”
But the golden gals just wagged their tails,
Said, “Size don’t matter, let’s hit the trails.”
[Prechorus]
A growl, a yap, a tumble, a roll,
Then someone howled, “Let’s dig a hole!”
[Chorus]
Barking up the wrong tree, oh can’t you see,
Big ol’ retrievers and tiny Chis?
Growlin’ and yappin’, oh what a scene,
But by the end, they’re sharing a dream.