They don't write songs like that anymore!

	

	You turn me off, and then you leave me in here

	And then I'm scratching at, your door, begging you for, some more

	You make me hide, so your friends can come inside, and tell me to be quiet

	I make some noise and I hear this haggled voice yelling "Hey what's the riot?"

	And I hear you say...



		It's only the dog 

		Or maybe the cat 

		Or maybe the bird 

		Uh huh honey it's only me



	He jumps off, his chair, said "I'm a gonna look in there"

	My heart hits, the floor, as he came toward the door

	He opened up to see, and fortunately for me, I resembled sherpa jacket

	He closed the door, admitted he was wrong, about all the racket

	Then I heard you say...



		It's only the dog

		Or maybe the cat

		Or maybe it's that bird

		Uh huh honey it's only me



	Finally, your friends, say they're gonna be goin'

	Couldn't wait to hear, "Hey, you come out now boy, it's all clear"

	Gave me the sign, I was out in record time, but to my surprise

	From under the bed came my friend Ed

	From behind the drapes came 'cousin and along with the guys'

	Now what you gonna say?



		It's only the dog

		Or maybe the cat

		Or maybe it's that bird

		Uh huh honey it's only me