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Paroles: Toby Keith. Big Dog Daddy. Big Dog Daddy.

Hey daddy, oh, yeah

Well, I'm a big dog daddy, you know my face
And the joint starts rockin' when I walk in the place
Band starts thumpin' those rhythm guitars
And the dance floor's jumpin' to the back of the bar
Everybody looks better in the neon light
When a plan comes together on a Saturday night

Yeah, the parkin' lot's packed and that's a pretty good sign
I take a ride in the back, I don't stand in line
The boys all lookin' and a hittin' the spots
And the girls start shakin' everything that they got
When a little cat mama gets a ready to ride
I got a Lincoln Continental waitin' right outside

I'm a big dog daddy, yeah, big dog daddy
Boys stand back and the girls are gettin' catty
Somethin' goin' down with the big dog daddy

You gotta stay out late if you're makin' the rounds
'Cause there's a lot of good joints on the way downtown
I got some good buddies that can rock all night
They ain't lookin' for trouble but they know how to fight
If your girl starts actin' like she's one of a kind
You grab the next one standin' at the head of the line

Big dog daddy, just big dog daddy
Got 'em all screamin' from here to Cincinnati
It's hard to compete with the big dog daddy

Ah, big dog daddy, just big dog daddy
Boys stand back and the girls are gettin' catty
Somethin' goin' down with the big dog, big dog

Big dog daddy, just big dog daddy
Boy stand back and the girls are gettin' catty
Somethin' goin' down with the big dog daddy
Got 'em all screamin' from here to Cincinatti
It's hard to compete with the big dog daddy

Come on boys, let's roll, yee-haw, oh, yeah
Come on James, yeah