| When you caress your little cat
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| And stroke me with your hand
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| I know I’m just a kitten but
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| I long to be a man
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| My little eyes are Chinese blue
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| They view with some regret
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| This girl who’s stroking me
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| Regards me only as her pet
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| And though I’d love to be loved
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| The gods ordained it that
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| You were made a human being
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| And I turned out a cat
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| I am a kitten
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| I hate to sleep all rolled up small
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| And dream of butterflies
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| I hate to paw at balls of wool
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| And massacre poor mice
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| Stripey tails and pointy ears
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| Bore me half to tears
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| Those days have gone for good
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| Since I saw you in the nude
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| And though I’d love to be loved
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| We’ve got to face the fact:
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| You’re up there, a human being
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| And I’m down here, a cat
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| I am a kitten
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| I am a kitten
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| And though I’d love to be loved
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| I’ve had to face the fact:
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| The gods who made you a human being
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| Created me … a cat
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| I am a kitten
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| I am a kitten … miaow |