Look at that Cat

– My cat’s name is Macy. She drives me nuts. I figured if I wrote a song about her, I’d get a laugh out of all the frustration. It’s working… so far.

Look at that cat, look at that cat
She’s lying like a rug, flat on her back
Look at that cat, look at that cat
She’s always under my feet
Begging for more to eat
She’s furry and she’s fat
Look at that cat, look at that cat

My cat’s a tortie tiger
I’ll tell you what that means
She has got more catitude
Than you’ve ever seen
She sleeps all day, up all night
Bouncing off the walls
I’m lucky I get any sleep at all

There’s shredded toilet paper
On the bathroom floor
But I don’t know how I could ever love her more
Look at that cat, look at that cat

Once I caught her curled up
In the kitchen sink
She likes to lick the faucet
When she wants a drink
She makes the weirdest noises
When she’s lost control
She thinks my leg is her scratching pole

 

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