Old Dog

I was going to the old store On the way I saw an old dog Sad and clumsy walked on by As it ran out of breath and drooled Appeared a cool pale girl It's owner had appeared, an angel had appeared I drooled like a fool, I felt like a fool I strolled on by, glad and clumsy Hello, you must be The girl from Portland A little gift shop A little gift stop Had changed my life She said "How so?" I said "You must know" I grabbed her hand and took the leash We walked the dog, I heard her sneeze I stole a kiss, kapeesh I stole a kiss Life's gonna throw something at ya Life's gonna throw something at ya Life's gonna throw something at ya Life's gonna throw something at ya I was going to the old store On the way I saw an old dog I was going to the old store On the way I saw an old dog I was going to the old store On the way I saw an old dog Sad and clumsy walked on by As it ran out of breath and drooled Love In the winter there must be love In the winter there must be love In the winter there must be Oh, Love In the winter there must be love In the winter there must be love In the winter there must be love There must be Love Love Love I was going to the old store On the way I saw an old dog I was going to the old store On the way I saw an old dog