Sometimes I'm scratching at the back door   Waiting to be let out for five minutes   To take care of business   They don't always pay attention to my needs      Someone's laughing at the way I'll drop anything   I'm doing just to chase the things   They throw into a field   I'm going in ways that I can't explain      [chorus]   It gets me going in ways that I can't explain   Never grow tired of a routine that seldom changes   [/chorus]      Sometimes when we're walking down the sidewalk   I wish I was fixed up so I didn't have all these feelings   That keep me in a permanent frustrated state      When you go out and you leave me in   I have hours to ponder, too many to fill   I feel myself going now in ways that I can't explain      [chorus]      My eyes are either filled with life or they're glazed over      Leave some space at the foot of your bed   So I can give you the protection you deserve   I feel much better knowing firsthand that you are safe      [chorus]