Lyrics

I ain’t a lot of bark, I’m a lot of bite too
Rub me the right way, I’ll be a sweetie to you
But if man’s best friend is made to cry
You better cross your heart and hope to die

So watch your back, young man
To the ground you fall because
I ain’t one of the boys
I’m the queen of them all

Look out now, I’m coming for you
The beast under your bed needs a hunk o’ meat to dig into
I got no pack to follow, I’m a one man show
I howl at the moon running through the snow

I ain’t a lot of bark, I’m a lot of bite too
Rub me the right way, I’ll be a sweetie to you
I’m the alpha bitch you’ve never seen before
You’ll give me an inch, I’ll take a mile more