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The Mexican Pet
© words and music by Norman G. Walker SOCAN
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He was mine mine mine, a Mexican chihuahua
So friendly and cute, my pride and delight
'Twas clear we were destined to be friends for life
He was mine, mine, mine.
On a holiday in Tiajuana
That quaint little borderland town
I spent a few days living Mexican ways
One evening while strolling I chanced to look down
There at my feet was a doggy
With a sad mournful look in his eyes
I could tell he was hungry, the poor little thing
Took him back to my room
Tucked just under my wing
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He was mine, mine, mine.......
We spent the rest of that week together
That cute little doggy and me
I soon named him Seemore, the name seemed to fit
He liked to explore and I liked to watch it
But my time for departure was nearing
It was clear that I'd have to decide
To smuggle him home I knew was a crime
But I rationalized, "Gee, it's only one time"
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He was mine, mine, mine.......
I don't know how, but somehow I did it
I smuggled him home in my bag
I arrived back in Canada, at the border check desk
I declared my sombrero, my poncho and vest
But I neglected to mention my Seemore
Asleep in my handbag was he
I cleared my last check point and then I was free
We drove home together, my Seemore and me
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He was mine, mine, mine.......
A week or two passed and I wondered
How to keep Seemore healthy and strong
I went to the vet, his shots for to get
I little suspected 'bout what could go wrong
But the vet seemed amused and suspicious
He asked where did I get this thing
I sadly confessed my smuggling crime
"He's a homeless chihuahua and he's a good friend of mine"
But the doctor was stern in his warning
He said "But this isn't a dog!
It's a Mexican sewer rat, to be blunt and not vague,
He's also carrying bubonic plague".
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He was mine, mine, mine.......
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