Hot Dog - Buck Owens

Well, my baby works in a hot dog stand

A-making them hot dogs as fast as she can

Up steps a cat and yells don’t be slow

And get me two hot dogs ready to go

Hot dog, she’s my baby

Hot dog, drives me crazy

Hot dog, I don’t mean maybe

Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Well, in the cool of the evening when the sun goes down

All the chicks and the cats all gather around

They order hot dogs and red soda pop

Then head down the road to a hep cat hop

Hot dog, she’s my baby

Hot dog, drives me crazy

Hot dog, don’t mean maybe

Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Well, I’m a-waiting for my baby every night at twelve

She closes up the shop and then we lose ourselves

At a hep cat hop, in a crazy way

We’re a-doin' the bop till the break of day

Hot dog, she’s my baby

Hot dog, drives me crazy

Hot dog, I don’t mean maybe

Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

Hot dog, she’s my baby

Hot dog, drives me crazy

Hot dog, I don’t mean maybe

Well, you oughta see my baby at the hot dog stand

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