Milk Man

Damien and I have a fun game were we like to make up songs for the dogs. Dylan is the latest victim.  

(to the tune of the Fire Man by George Strait)

They call me the milk man, that's my name.

Runnin' my mouth all over town lookin' for a boob to claim.

Every baby wants what I got,

I can suck'em dry, on the spot.

I'm the milk man, that's my name.