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The Chihuahua Song
Eric Bogle
notes: Eric Bogle is a Scotish born Australian songwriter.
Little Gomez (The Chihuahua Song)

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Well, I used to have a doggie and his name was little Gomez
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‘Cause, you see, he was a Mexican Chihuahua
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There wasn’t much to him, but what there was was all cajonas
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He really was a randy little fella
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Big dogs, small dogs, it mattered not to him
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The canine equivalent of Errol Flynn
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At the drop of a sombrero he’d jump up and get stuck in
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Takin’ Gomez out for walkies was embarrassin’
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Takin’ Gomez out for walkies was embarrassin’

I remember one day in the park his tally rose by four
An enviable score he was amassin’
Two pleasin’, patient poodles and a sluggish Labrador
And a wombat who just happened to be passin’
I tried everything to curb his carnal appetite
I kept him on a lead all day and locked him up at night
I even put some bromide in his Chunky Meaty Bites
But the only thing that might have worked was Kryptonite
Yes the only thing that might have worked was Kryptonite

And then came the fateful day when he tried to consummate
A liaison with a Saint Barnard named Blaudwin
Although he was clearly fighting well above his weight
Gomez didn’t let the little details stop him
He nearly pulled it off, oh what an acrobat
But Blaudwin got bored and down she sat (!)
They say that after making love you often feel quite flat
I’m sure that little Gomez would agree with that
Yes, I’m sure that little Gomez would agree with that

So I buried Gomez in the park, his happy hunting ground
It was a sad, but fitting finale’
I had to dig a hole that was rather flat and round
‘Cause he looked like a squashed tamale
But I really missed my wee Chihuahua chum
So I went into the pet shop to get another one
I went in feelin’ happy, but I came out feelin’ glum
‘Cause the man there at the pet shop loved corny puns
Yes the man there at the pet shop loved corny puns

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And he said: yes, we have no Chihuahuas
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Yes, we have no Chihuahuas today
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We’ve Alsatians, Dalmatians, and the fruits of their flirtations
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And a half-pint Pekinese in a toupee’
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But yes, we have no Chihuahuas
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Yes, we have no Chihuahuas today