My mate Cujo

Verse 1)

Found a tiny shadow by the running creek

Only five weeks old, and his legs were weak

A Neapolitan king on my property line

I picked him up and said, "Cujo, you're mine"

Now he’s a mountain of silver and grey

But he still wants to nap the whole day away.

(Chorus)

Oh, Cujo! You giant, wrinkly soul

Drinking my coffee right out of the bowl

From the edge of the water to the heart of the home

The strangest Mastiff that I’ve ever known.

(Verse 2)

He’s got a best friend, a mate named Bomboclat

They’re snoozing together, right where they’re at

But don’t let a chicken wander too close to his jaws

Or they’ll end up a snack in those heavy-duty paws

Then he hits the sofa for his favourite pose

Upside down on the cushions, from his tail to his nose.

(Chorus)

Oh, Cujo! You giant, wrinkly soul

Drinking my coffee right out of the bowl

From the edge of the water to the heart of the home

The strangest Mastiff that I’ve ever known.

(Bridge)

Wrinkles for miles and a heart twice as big

He doesn't care if he looks like a rig

With his belly to the ceiling and his jowls in the air

Life is much better when Cujo is there.

(Outro)

Yeah, he’s my coffee-drinking, chicken-eating boy

My upside-down Cujo, my pride and my joy.