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Runway (Custom Track) - Dog Show Ring Lyrics

A strut anthem called Runway rewritten for the dog show ring. Jeri struts, the judges scream okay. Listen to before and after.

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Runway hero card for Raj's dog show ring anthem for Jeri

Every dog show has a soundtrack problem: nothing on the radio struts hard enough for the ring, so Raj fixed it himself. He brought us "Runway," a strut anthem built for a dance floor, and pointed it at the show ring, where his girl Jeri would be the one doing the strutting. It was his first time using ChangeLyric's done-for-you service.

What Changed

The rewrite swaps the venue and the judge. "Turn a dance floor into a runway" becomes "turn a show ring into a runway" in every chorus, and the front row screaming okay becomes the judges screaming okay. The best change is the smallest: "Just wait, I'm coming, Kiki" is now "Just wait, I'm coming, Jeri," and the name gets its growled rendering later in the song as "My-my, Jer(rrr)-ri."

The attitude stays fully intact. One verse keeps its smirk ("Ima preety girl, in this doggy world"), the bridge still demands the cameras make room, and "born for the runway" turns out to mean exactly the same thing in a show ring as it does under club lights. Same strut, new arena.

How We Made It

The first master landed three days after the order, and Raj's note was specific: "Just wait, I'm coming, Jeri" was hard to hear. I re-cut the line so the name punched through. His second note was honest in the best way: the Jeri part was good now, but that one phrase still was not landing, so it went again and the version in the player is the third master.

His notes also left me a pronunciation call, spelled out in his note as "Jer(rrr)-ri" with a suggestion it could run "Jerrr-Ray" instead, up to the producer. I kept the emphasis on the R, because a dog named Jeri deserves a growl on the way in. We also kicked around a cleaner second version with a Malamute woo swapping in for the rowdier lines, parked as a possible follow-up, so the show ring cut ships with its sass exactly as delivered.

Listen & Compare

Hear the original song and the custom version side by side

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Transcripts are auto-generated and may not perfectly reflect the audio.

Original Lyrics
[Verse] No matter what No matter what You got to strut [Verse] Walk, I'm feeling fab, I'm feeling free I feel exceptionally me Hate all you want, but I'm dangerous You gon' burn your tongue on this tea [Verse] Might show up late, might be on time Just wait, I'm coming, Kiki This paparazzi routine Bitch, I came to be seen [Pre-Chorus] Yes, serve a little sass Yes, with a little side of ass Yes, got the front row screaming, "Okay (okay), okay (okay)" Yes, do a little twirl Yes, let 'em know I'm that girl Yes, Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway [Chorus] Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway I can turn a dance floor into a runway [Bridge] Tell 'em make room, my body's a entrée I could turn a mad ho into a fan Cameras flashing, lights on, fuck it up Click, click, click, click everywhere I go (rrr) Getty can't get me, face card froze Never gon' see me waiting at the door, no Get out the way, ho [Pre-Chorus] Yes, serve a little sass Yes, with a little side of ass Yes, got the front row screaming, "Okay (okay), okay (okay)" Yes, do a little twirl Yes, let 'em know I'm that girl Yes, Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway [Chorus] Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway [Chorus] Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway Turn it up, turn around (whoo!) I can turn a dance floor into a runway [Verse] Pose, I ain't scared of no cameras Born for the runway Sashay, Doechay Pose, I ain't scared of no cameras Born for the runway Sashay, Gagay [Verse] You were born for the runway You were born for the runway-way-way You were born for the runway You were born for the runway, born, born, way [Chorus] You were born, born, born, born You were born for the runway Monday through Sunday I can turn a dance floor into a runway
Custom Lyrics
[Verse] No matter what No matter what You got to strut [Verse] Walk, I'm feeling fab, I'm feeling free I feel exceptionally me Hate all you want, but I'm dangerous You gon' burn your tongue on this tea [Verse] Ima preety girl, in this doggy world Just wait, I'm coming, Jeri This paparazzi routine Bitch, I came to be seen [Pre-Chorus] Yes, serve a little sass Yes, with a little side of ass Yes, got the judges screaming, "Okay (okay), okay (okay)" Yes, do a little twirl Yes, let 'em know I'm that girl Yes, Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway [Chorus] Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway I can turn a show ring into a runway [Bridge] Tell 'em make room, my body's a entrée I could turn a mad ho into a fan Cameras flashing, lights on, fuck it up Click, click, click, click everywhere I go (rrr) Getty can't get me, face card froze Never gon' see me waiting at the door, no Get out the way, ho [Pre-Chorus] Yes, serve a little sass Yes, with a little side of ass Yes, got the judges screaming, "Okay (okay), okay (okay)" Yes, do a little twirl Yes, let 'em know I'm that girl Yes, Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway [Chorus] Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway [Chorus] Turn it up, turn around, bitch Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway Turn it up, turn around (whoo!) I can turn a show ring into a runway [Verse] Pose, I ain't scared of no cameras Born for the runway My-my, Jer(rrr)-ri Pose, I ain't scared of no cameras Born for the runway My-my, Jer(rrr)-ri [Verse] You were born for the runway You were born for the runway-way-way You were born for the runway You were born for the runway, born, born, way [Chorus] You were born, born, born, born You were born for the runway Monday through Sunday I can turn a show ring into a runway

“Thank you for the multiple revisions to get it sounding great!”

— Raj K.

Why It Works

A dog show is a runway show with better manners. The gait, the cameras, the judging, the one handler who clearly practiced in a mirror: the overlap is total, which is why a club anthem converts this cleanly. The song never has to strain for the joke because the two worlds already rhyme.

It also proves a swap does not need a famous original to land. Raj supplied his own track, we rebuilt the words around his dog, and the result is a ring entrance nobody at the show will forget. The review's five stars came after two rounds of revisions, which is exactly what revisions are for.

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