Well, he's Max, the dog
And he's on the job.
He's out runnin' round
Chasin' squirrels and birds
And patrollin' the yard.
He's Max, the dog,
And he's a little bit weird,
But he's a friend of mine
And that's all that matters here.
He's got a stubby, little tail
And a pushed-in nose
And he'll chase that stupid tennis ball
Wherever it goes.
He snores at night.
He'd never quit in a fight.
He's got a mind that's all his own
And that's all right.
'Cause he's Max, the dog.
He's just one of his kind.
He lets me think that I'm in charge,
So, I really don't mind.
He comes when he's called,
At least, most of the time.
Well, he's Max, the dog
And he's a friend of mine.
Well, he's Max, the dog
Chasin' lizards through the grass,
And, sometimes, without warnin',
He gets terrible gas,
But, hey then, so do I,
Then I blame that dog,
And Max don't mind
'Cause he's a friend of mine.
He's got a funny little bark,
And he likes to park
Exactly in the middle of whatever you're doin',
Got a head like a rock,
But he's a lovable kind.
What a great canine.
Well, he's Max, the dog
And he's a friend of mine.
Yeah, he's Max, the dog.
He's just one of his kind.
He lets me think that I'm in charge,
So, I really don't mind.
He comes when he's called,
At least, most of the time.
Yeah, he's Max, the dog
And he's a friend of mine.
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