Tilly, you wore out your AB welcome mat
You used to be the Ed's meow
You're in the doghouse now
You're such a pretty hound
Shame that you'll wind up in the pound
All you can say is bow-wow-wow
You're in the doghouse now
It was grand,
yes, it was swell,
But you bit the Mod's hand
That fed you so well
I hate a dog who begs
With her tail between her legs
Find a new place to bum your chow
Who's in the doghouse now?
On the AB town,
Out on the trollish trail,
Don't come thread a'round
Go chase your own tail
I heard from AOG or was it Socrates,
"Sleep with dog,
And you will wake up with fleas."
We still liked you anyhow
But you're in the doghouse now
You're in the doghouse now
You're in the doghouse now
Down, girl.