Your Bulldog Drinks Champagne: Jim Stafford. #24 in '74. #1. There was a lady in a window, In the room across the way. From the hotel I was staying in, While on my holi..day. I couldn't help but see everything, Cause I was peeping, I confess. Still, after dinner every night, She had the strangest guest. #2. She'd retire to her favorite chair, And sit there with a dog. Fill the crystal glasses, While the fire danced on the log. Well, I watched them drink their bubbly brew, til that fire grew dim. Then I stuck my head out the window, And said, 'WHY NOT ME INSTEAD OF HIM'!!?? Oh, your bulldog drinks champagne, And I ain't one to complain. But, what a perfect waste of wine it seems to me. So, honey, tell ol' rover that the big dog's coming over... Cause any woman that'd get a bulldog drunk, Would have to be good to me. #3.***(Chords are same for all verses)*** Fourteen days and fourteen nights, Not one word did I hear. Her with her silk and champagne, And me in my shorts with a beer. She just left the curtains wide, And I knew she knew I could see. Her and the pug-nosed mutt, Guzzling wine and teasing me. So I made a bolder move, I went over and rang her bell. I heard growling from inside, And I got scared as hell. Then the bulldog staggered out the door, And he said, 'How do you do?' But the lady bit me on the leg, And I said rrrr..woof, I love you too! A seventies hit from Kraziekhat.