Lyric

Rushing out, forgot something key

No bag for the poop, what a tragedy

Right in the busy city street

My dog’s doing business, can’t retreat

So many people passing by

They all can see, I can’t deny

But no bag, no bag in my hand

My dog’s working hard but I’m unmanned

No bag, no bag, it’s such a mess

No tissues, no flyers, no backup, I confess

Hustled out without my gear

Forgot the bag that’s always near

Right in the heart of this crowded place

My dog’s doing business, I’m losing face

You’re so calm, like it’s no stress

But I just wanna clean up this mess!

But no bag, no bag in my hand

Should I pick it up with my bare hand?

No bag, no bag, no backup plan

In times like this, I’m stuck again

My hands? No way, I can’t do that!

No bag, should I bare it flat?

My scarf? Nah, feels kinda bad

Only my handkerchief to make me glad

No bag, no bag in my hand

Should I pick it up with my bare hand?

No bag, no bag, no backup plan

No tissues, no flyers, no backup, I confess