Lyrics

Verse: That big black shepherd he'll sleep in your lap
He likes the children his mind is a trap
He may be scratching or taking a nap
That Chaz comes calling and he's ready to snap

Chorus: Mister Chaz
He treats us all so bad
But we still want what he has
Mister Chaz

Verse: He was a young man when he found his luck
On the back end of a vegetable truck
Some words will fly by but some words get stuck
Sometimes a few words can be more than enough

Chorus

Verse: I'd like to find out if it's it's him or it's me
At the bottom of these things that I see
These things ain't happening naturally
I think his pockets hold the mystery

Chorus


Karl Williams

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