The poor little pup

That poor little pup

All dried up

Has been on the streets

Ever since all the beats

He remembers the belt 

That made a big welt

The cries and the wines

Coming out of the poor pups mouth

Makes everything seem like it's gonna go south

But now I have him cuddled in my arm

And then see the diamonds in his eyes charm

I can finally tell he's got the love he's always wanted

And now we both feel like we'll always be undaunted