Chihuahua of the Future

I grace the cover of Cosmo, man

and I ring the dinner bell

to get my food.

I will bite your hand

and I know the word "Kill"

but I am good.

No, Taco Bell in sight

I am of little height

no more jokes about asthma sufferers.

Or funny ha-has when I choke.

no more poop to clean on the pristine sidewalk.

My shrink says I'm mean.

All I want is my water bowl and some easy lovin'.

I do have a million cousin.

But I am above and beyond Spud McKenzie

All you Chihuahua lady's come to me.

For I am The Chihuahua of the Future.