| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
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| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues
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| My cat don’t like cigarettes
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| 'Cause she knows they’re bad
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| When she sees a pack of them
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| It makes her really mad
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| She swats them off the table and
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| Pats them all around
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| Hides them in the litter box
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| Where they can’t be found
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| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
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| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues
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| My cat sometimes waves her tail
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| Right up in my face
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| Then they sit and turn around
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| Keeping me in place
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| And at night I try to sleep
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| They wrestle and destroy
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| Wake me up ten times a night
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| Making crazy noise
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| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
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| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues
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| My cat’s scared of cucumbers
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| And thinks that she sees ghosts
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| Walks around like a total freak
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| And scratches at her post
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| Then she leaps into the air
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| High up like a bird
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| Makes the weirdest noises
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| That you ever heard
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| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
|
| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues
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| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
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| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues
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| My cat listens when I sing
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| And seems like she cares
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| About the words I choose to say
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| And feelings that I share
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| She stares at me if I sound good
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| If bad, she looks away
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| Then she climbs up on the drums
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| And starts to jam away
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| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
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| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues
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| My cat’s in a band with me
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| What does your cat do?
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| Know she’s understanding me
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| When I sing the blues |