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Iâve been put on, put down
Couldnât put my foot down
In a pair of sensible shoes
Iâve been kissed on, kissed off
Ripped up and shipped off
Been a little ticked off too
Iâve been runninâ like a stallion
And called a rat-scallion fool
But I donât mind
No I donât mind
Cause every dog has its day
And itâs coming my way
Iâve been lost in the fog
But every dog (every dog) has its day
Iâve been turned on, tuned in
Dropping in and out again
From Monaco to Kathmandu
Iâve been that-ied, this-ied
Hare Hare Krishnaed
Yogi Maharishied too
My dogma got run over by my karma
Whatâs a boy to do?
But I donât mind
No I donât mind
Cause every dog has its day
And itâs coming my way
Iâve been lost in the fog
But every dog (every dog) has its day
Looking back from here
All the tender years
All the sorrow disappears along the road
Nights Iâve spent alone
Lonely streets Iâve roamed
Like a mammal looking for a bone
Trying to find my way back home
But I donât mind
No I donât mind
Cause every dog has its day
And itâs coming my way
Iâve been lost in the fog
But every dog (every dog) has its day