They Might Be Giants
Dog
[Verse 1]
He’s the kind of dog
Who, when presented with his heart’s desire
Will turn his nose away
He’s the kind of dog
Who sees a smiling friend and says
“I need no smiling friend today”
He’s a dog that made his money
Selling troubled assets

[Refrain]
Now he spends his time staring at the door
Staring at the door

[Verse 2]
He’s vigilant, he’s patient
He cannot be dissuaded
There’s nothing more compelling
Than staring at the door

[Verse 3]
She’s the kind of dog
Who knows the smell of victory
But can’t remember what it’s called
She’s the kind of dog who builds a castle
Out of other people's things that she destroyed
She’s a dog who wrote the book of love
And then devoured it
[Refrain]
Now she’s only staring at the door
Staring at the door

[Verse 4]
She’s tireless, she’s attentive
She will not be distracted
The point of her existence
Is staring at the door