Akella Valente-Ricardo

Sheepdog standing in the rain Bullfrog doing it again Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles What makes you think youre something special when you smile? Childlike, no one understands Jack knife in your sweaty hands Some kind of innocence is measured out in years You dont know what its like to listen to your fears You can talk to me You can talk to me You can talk to me, if youre lonely you can talk to me. Big man (yeah) walking in the park Wigwam frightened of the dark Some kind of solitude is measured out in you You think you know me but you havent got a clue You can talk to me You can talk to me You can talk to me, if youre lonely you can talk to me. Hey! Wahoo woof! Woof! Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog! Hey man, whats that noise? Woof! What dyou say? I said woof! Dyou know anymore? Wooaah ha ha ha! Youve got it, thats great! Thats right! Thats it, man, hoo! Give it to me, man, hurry! Ive got ten children, ho! Ah ho! Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Quiet boy, quiet! OK. Hey bulldog! Hey bulldog!