[Verse]
Down at yard, where the puppies all play,
a little Rottie tornado, stealin’ hearts away.
Wyatt’s got those big Rottie paws, pure and wide,
He’s all muscle, with a grin from side to side.
don’t growl to be mean, no sir, that’s not his game,
He just loves to tussle, lightin’ up the flame!
[Chorus]
Wyatt, Wyatt, rough and tumble king,
fightin’ the pups, hear the young dog ring!
He’s bouncin’, he’s pouncin’, tail waggin’ like a flag,
All rough and tough guy, but his not here to brag.
No harm in those nips and flips, it’s love in every bite,
Wyatt’s just scrap-happy from mornin’ until night!
[Verse]
He charges through the puppy pile, ears flappin’ in the breeze,
Takes on the labs, the goldens, even the tiny ones with ease.
But when that big fluffy fella comes barrelin’ into view,
Clifford the St. Bernard pup, oh boy, the fun is new!
Wyatt leaps up high, Clifford flops down low,
They roll and wrestle, tumble, steal the show!
[Chorus]
Wyatt, Wyatt, rough and tumble king,
fightin’ the pups, hear the young dog ring!
He’s bouncin’, he’s pouncin’, tail waggin’ like a flag,
All rough and tough guy, but his not here to brag.
No harm in those nips and flips, it’s love in every bite,
Wyatt’s just scrap-happy from mornin’ until night!
[Bridge]
When the growls get loud and the play gets wild,
Wyatt’s eyes are sparklin’, like a happy child.
Clifford shakes his giant head, sends slobber flyin’ free,
But they always end up pantin’, side by side, you see.
No winners, no losers, just two pups havin’ fun,
At Pantak’s little playground, under the puppy sun.
[Verse]
So when the noise kicks up from the kennel down the way,
It’s just Wyatt howlin’ happy, “Come on, let’s romp and play!”
He’s tough as nails on the outside, but inside soft and sweet,
A Rottweiler through and through, with bouncy puppy feet.
He’ll scrap with anyone who’s willin’, but his favorite match by far,
Is Clifford the gentle giant, his big ol’ wrestlin’ star!
[Chorus]
Wyatt, Wyatt, rough and tumble king,
fightin’ the pups, hear the young dog ring!
He’s bouncin’, he’s pouncin’, tail waggin’ like a flag,
All rough and tough guy, but his not here to brag.
No harm in those nips and flips, it’s love in every bite,
Wyatt’s just scrap-happy from mornin’ until night!