McCringlebery’s here, the alpha, the savior
Bringing the beat, no time for bad behavior
Heard the calls, the whispers, the silent cries
Little hearts beating, beneath the concrete skies
Willy, loved once, from home to new domain
Searching for solace, through joy and through pain
Then Louis, alone in Tennessee’s wide expanse
Against all odds, he fought for a second chance
Honor and pride, a spirit untamed and free
Just the will to live, for all the world to see
Oh, the love, it’s alive, a pulsing beat tonight
Feel the bass, feel the hype, igniting all the light
From the pound’s cold grip, to a loving embrace
McCringlebery’s here, setting the world ablaze
This love so real, so deep, don’t you understand?
It’s the rhythm of life, held tight within my hand
Little Lucy, left in a house with forty more
Cried out all night, knocking on freedom’s door
Her tiny heart a drum, a desperate, mournful sound
Until the alpha came, turning her world around
Zoey, she fled to the mountains, seeking peace of mind
Running from the shadows, the fear she left behind
And Russell, with eyes so soft, just wanted a family’s hold
A story of yearning, waiting to unfold
They searched for a haven, a place to call their own
Before the darkness took them, leaving them alone
Oh, the love, it’s alive, a pulsing beat tonight
Feel the bass, feel the hype, igniting all the light
From the pound’s cold grip, to a loving embrace
McCringlebery’s here, setting the world ablaze
This love so real, so deep, don’t you understand?
It’s the rhythm of life, held tight within my hand
Don't you feel it, this wonder, this sweet release?
It's the heart's true calling, bringing inner peace
For every Chi-Chi’s soul, a story to be told
A future shining bright, more precious than pure gold
Oh, the love, it’s alive, a pulsing beat tonight
Feel the bass, feel the hype, igniting all the light
From the pound’s cold grip, to a loving embrace
McCringlebery’s here, setting the world ablaze
This love so real, so deep, don’t you understand?
It’s the rhythm of life, held tight within my hand
Yeah, the love keeps you alive, lets your spirit fly
Feel the bass, feel the rhythm, reaching for the sky.
McCringlebery's love, forever and always.
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