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Arn Dog, he barks like a dog
Chonk Dog, he eats like a dog
Ah they’re good kitties
Except when you go to sleep
And they start attacking your feet

Arn Dog, he’s a playing machine
Chonk Dog, he’s a digesting machine
Ah they’re good kitties
And they came…
They came from the street

It started with one
It turned into two
We went to see Brando
But Arnold was right there purring for you
They’re brothers from the street
A black and ginger team
Running up and down the stairs
As happy as two dogs can be

Arn Dog, he’s a lap dog
Chonk Dog, he’s my best bud
Ah they’re good kitties
Except when you go to sleep
And they start a clawing your feet