He's a dog
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But he's dressed up like a sheep
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Got bones all through the backyard
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But he likes to drink tea
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We play scrabble on the weekend
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And he talks about the weather most of the time
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I thought my sacred body with him
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It would be fine
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And I walked into the doorway
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He slid across the room
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My heart, it started racing
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I just didn't know what to do
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And he laid me on the floor
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And my screams they go unheard
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The lady living next door
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Well, she's 6 feet under the dirt
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Daddy, why don't you protect me?
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Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do
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Daddy, why don't you protect me?
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Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do
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He's a dog
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But he's dressed up like a sheep
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He's got bones all through the backyard
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But he likes to fool me
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And I travel through the doorway
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I thought I'd be fine
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But it's not the way it's gonna go
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This time
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Daddy, why don't you protect me?
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Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do
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Daddy, why don't you protect me?
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Somebody is going to hurt me, there's nothing I can do
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And all this time I needed you
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And all this time I wanted you
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You can't hear me now, can't hear me now
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Like you do
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Daddy, why don't you protect me?
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Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing I can do
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Daddy, why don't you protect me?
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Somebody is going to hurt me, there's nothing I, I can do
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Winter On The Weekend
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| Julia Stone |
