Lyrics Buck Owens – Hot Dog
Text:
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
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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
Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog
Hot dog
