Big dogs who sniff each other's butts Do not mind that I am nuts For all they know I might be right Gently gone to my good night Though quite out of my mind daresay Mind they find me kind my way The kind of cat that they might be Rightly now how to be me I trust someone must so I do Or die and here I am for The pack to be just one dog more Three dog nights instead of two Through crazy days with big dogs who Sniff each other's butts and my Own for unknown reasons then when Here I am in Rome again When friends know I can ill afford Anything anymore so Here then by love now at their word I will be me but more so When not at home but when in Rome We who do the best we can One who is nuts two who sniff butts Two big dogs and one small man Three of us under the dog star Of an unfamiliar sky Who wonder having come this far But know how when in Rome now Together interspecially Nice to know us anyway Alla famiglia as we say Bowser Marisol and me +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII