Text: Beatles, The. Hey Bulldog.

Sheep dog standing in the rain.

Bull frog doing it again.

Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles.

What makes you think you?re something special when you smile.

Child-like yeah, no one understands.

Jack-knife in your sweaty hands.

Some kind of innocence is measured out in years.

You don?t know what it?s like to listen to your fears.

You can talk to me,

You can talk to me,

You can talk to me,

If you?re lonely you can talk to me (yeah!)

Big man walking in the park

Wigwam frightened of the dark

Some kind of solitude measured out in you.

You think you know it but you haven?t got a clue.

You can talk to me,

You can talk to me,

You can talk to me,

If you?re lonely you can talk to me (yeah!)

Hey bulldog, hey bulldog, hey bulldog

Hey, bulldog, Woof!

Wha?d?ya say?

I said woof!

D?y?know any more?

Wowu-wa Ah!