 When you're out there walking the street, you may compete for the dog. Bow, wow, wow, yippee, yo, yippee, yay. Bow, wow, wow, yippee, yo, yippee, yay. Bow, wow, yippee, yo, yippee, yay. Bow, wow, yippee, yo, yippee, yay. Untied dog in a traumatic society. Change your average. Oh, baby, how? Why must I feel like that?