Bitch Ball

Once a year we're called together,
To a castle in the fog.
Where we recognise the very best,
And the diva is a dog!
Diva is a dog!
Diva is a dog!
She's a dog!
And all the girls say:
Raf Raf Raf-Raf-Raf,
At the Bitch Ball!
Ruf Ruf... Raf Raf,
At the Bitch Ball!
I can turn around,
I can lie on the ground.
Look what I found,
I got laid at the pound.
(Ooh)
Raaaaaaaf Ruf,
At the Bitch Ball!
Ruf Ruf Ruf-Ruf Roof,
At the Bitch Ball!
I'm a sucker for meat,
I'm always in heat.
Can I get a treat?
I peed in the street!
(Ewww, Girl)
So, welcome one and all!
Welcome one and all!
Welcome one and all!
One and all!
To the Bitch Ball!