You Think You Got A Way With Dogs

You know I can't listen to that band no more
Thanks a lot for that
Keep your bread buttery
And keep your heart fluttery
I'm trying, oh, how I'm trying

You said my love's so intense
Like a newborn burning up
Infinity
You sat on my bed and played that song we love
That sad, sad song

How does your garden grow these days without me?
Bright little bugs
You think you've got a way with dogs

Curls upon curls from the woods
He'll drink black juice till Tuesday
I'll 'member every word that you said to me on the subway