Lyrics:

He smells
What's his name, Annie?

Guess

Uh, Fifi?
That ain't a name for this mutt
So how about Champion?
Champion, you're anything but
We could call him Tiger
But there's no bite in him
Tiger, kittens would frighten him
Rover, when you think it over
Rover is the perfect name for this dumb looking dog

Sandy, Sandy's his name if you please
If you don't believe me, ask anyone of the fleas
Residing on Sandy, true he ain't pedigreed
Sandy, there ain't no better breed
And he really comes in handy
'Specially when you're all alone in the night
And you're small and terribly frightened
It's Sandy, Sandy who'll always be there