Me and Molly J. fell in love one day, We went looking for a place to call home, We settled on a shack with a porch in the back, And little bitty puppy named Bones. We taught him how to sit and we taught him how to lay, In his little bitty bed in our room, But all he ever did was cry all day, and at night he would howl at the moon. It ain’t right what your doing, It ain’t right what you did, It ain’t right how you’re treating me, And I don’t ever get any sleep at night. Well me and old Molly started fighting all the time, And she ended up moving with a friend, But little did I know there was more to the story, She had ended up with another man. Me and old Bones were in shock and denial, And we never came out of our room, And all we ever did was cry all day, And at night we would howl at the moon. It ain’t right what your doing, It ain’t right what you did, It ain’t right how you’re treating me, And I don’t ever get any sleep at night. Molly and her friend were together for a bit, Until she started missing old Bones, She started coming back around with a wink and a smile, And we never came out of our room. We’re as happy as can be Molly J. and me, And sitting in the middle old Bones, And all we ever do is laugh all day, And at night we howl at the moon. It’s alright what your doing, It’s alright what you did, It’s alright how you’re treating me, And I don’t ever get any sleep at night.
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