Stray Dogs

Stray Dogs I’m riding to the fog, call me the stray dog I go where I please and please where I go I’m riding to the fog, call me the stray dog I go where I please and please where I go Baby I’m bad, totally mad Leave your girl lying in my bed That being said, I’ll get her wet Leave the motel smoking a cigarette Ow! I’m riding to the fog, call me the stray dog I go where I please and please where I go I’m riding to the fog, call me the stray dog I go where I please and please where I go Old payphones, busted bones This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone Metal studs, bleeding guts You keep your enemies close and f*ck the fuds Baby I’m bad, totally mad Leave your girl lying in my bed Old payphones, busted bones This is the way of the road baby, dead and gone