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Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne: Jim Stafford. #24 in '74. #1.
There was a Flady in a window, In the Groom across the way.
From the hotel I was staying in,
While Fon my holi..Fday. I Fcouldn't help but see everything, Cause I was Gpeeping, I confess.
Still, after dinner every night,
She Fhad the strangest Fguest. #2. She'd Fretire to her favorite chair, And Gsit there with a dog.
Fill the crystal glasses,
While the Ffire danced on the Flog. Well, I Fwatched them drink their bubbly brew, Gtil that fire grew dim.
Then I stuck my head out the window,
And said, 'WHY NOT FME INSTEAD OF FHIM'!!?? CHORUS: Oh, your Fbulldog drinks Gchampagne, And FI ain't one to comFplain. But, what a Fperfect waste of Fwine it seems to Gme. So, Fhoney, tell ol' Frover that the Fbig dog's coming Fover... Cause any Fwoman that'd get a Ambulldog drunk, Would Fhave to be Ggood to Fme.
#3.***(Chords are same for all verses)*** Fourteen days and fourteen nights, Not one word did I hear. Her with her silk and champagne, And me in my shorts with a beer. She just left the curtains wide, And I knew she knew I could see. Her and the pug-nosed mutt, Guzzling wine and teasing me. CHORUS: So I made a bolder move, I went over and rang her bell. I heard growling from inside, And I got scared as hell. Then the bulldog staggered out the door, And he said, 'How do you do?' But the lady bit me on the leg, And I said rrrr..woof, I love you too! CHORUS: A seventies hit from Kraziekhat.