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Christina Muir - The Cat's Meow lyrics
Well, last night I finally spoke to my producer about this ghastly state of affairs for each morning I'm caught and to the brink I am brought of an abyss of a most desperate despair. For you see I am an object of affection of a crazed and passionate kind. But my heart is not divided, my mind not undecided as I stare at this contract I've signed. As a kitten I always dreamed of the limelight. I would purr and stalk gracefully. When I'd swing my tail I know without fail I'd land another Tom from the tree. I never dreamed that one day I would make it In such a way that would tear me in two My senses are reeling as I'm clawing the ceiling to escape from Pepe Le Peu. Oh, Pepe, you beast, I like you not in the least and rest assured you'll not feast upon me! You're in love with your stripe - no, we're not the same type and I think it's all hype quite frankly. When you give me a squeeze, well I wince and I wheeze, as I smell a dis-ease coming on. I've done all that I know to try and show I'm of the feline persuasion and on every occasion I'll try one more evasion with you! Now his French had appeal at the outset. What class puss would not find it so? But hard-to-get he is not, in fact he's so hot-to-trot, that "ma-cherie" must get free of this "beau!" Now I never was one to come on strongly but I'm afraid I must start splitting hairs for my whiskers are singed and my mind is unhinged and I'm feeling there's no one who cares. Now the time has come to speak plainly for I have carried good breeding too far. If no change is made soon, then I'll quit this cartoon for I know that I'm truly a star! Oh, Pepe, you beast, I like you not in the least and rest assured you'll not feast upon me! You're in love with your stripe - no, we're not the same type and I think it's all hype quite frankly. When you give me a squeeze, well I wince and I wheeze, as I smell a dis-ease coming on. While I fear to be crass, I cannot let this pass! I've sat too long on this bench and have suffered your stench. Now please pardon my French, kiss my...(growl)! |
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