I Love Playing Fetch

In honor of National Concert Week, Asa decided to write a new song. After all if he’s going to someday fill stadiums, he’ll need plenty of songs to perform. This parody is dedicated to the best game ever, and he hopes it will inspire Moms everywhere to get out there and play with their dogs! Oh and as always, my sincere apologies to the Arrows who wrote the original song, and all fans of Joan Jett’s version of “I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll.”

I saw Mom sitting there by the television
I knew she must have been bored again
I wanted to play my game
Wasting the day’s a shame
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long till she was with me, yeah me
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long till she was with me, yeah me

Singing, I love playing fetch
So throw another ball in the backyard, Mommy
I love playing fetch
So come and grab a ball and play with me, Ow!

She smiled, so I got up and squeaked my ball
That TV didn’t matter, cause it was all about me
She said, “Can I take you out
Where we can play some fetch?”
And next we were playing ball, she was with me, yeah me
Next we were playing ball, she was with me, yeah me

Singing, I love playing fetch
So throw another ball in the backyard, Mommy
I love playing fetch
So come and grab a ball and play with me, Ow!

She said, “Can I take you out
Where we can play some fetch?”
Next we’re playing ball, she was with me, yeah me
And we’ll be playing ball and singing that same old song, yeah with me

Singing, I love playing fetch
So throw another ball in the backyard, Mommy
I love playing fetch
So come and grab a ball and play with me!

I love playing fetch
So throw another ball in the backyard, Mommy
I love playing fetch
So come and grab a ball and play with me!

So come and grab a ball and play with me!


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Chuck Billy is a Golden Retriever, living in Southern Maine, who likes to share his unique observations on life with his little brother Asa. When not writing his blog, he spends his days being awesome.

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