| This is not a subject many are approaching in rap
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| Among the showboating and boasts, I know I’m so full of crap
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| But I won’t be complete without penning an ode to the fact
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| That I feel most at home stroking a cat
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| I feel his paws on my shoulder so I turn and I’m poking him back
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| He kneads my knees and I know he’s cozy
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| The chap’s hoping to doze in my lap
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| It’s fairly safe to say I’m open to that
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| Because I’m most at home stroking a cat
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| Jimmy
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| I’m stroking a cat
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| Sammy
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| See him doze in my lap
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| Patty
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| There’s few feelings closer than that
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| I’m at home when I’m stroking a cat
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| Behind the ears, now under the chin
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| Tickle the tummy, and feel the fluff on your skin
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| I had a cold heart, but that frost was going to melt
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| Because your fine fluffy fur was the softest thing I’ve felt
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| Put me in contact with my lost and inner self
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| But gosh, your droppings are the most obnoxious thing I’ve smelt
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| If Jay Z had a baby with a crazy cat lady
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| Their DNA would mutate to make me
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| It may be crazy that I cradle cats in place of babies
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| But you wouldn’t make me change my behaviour if you paid me
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| Maybe it’s love, perhaps it’s toxoplasmosis
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| Honestly, I’m kind of shocked that I wrote this
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| I’m too far gone, I’m lost and I’m hopeless
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| Put a poster on the lamp post for me, and hope someone will notice
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| Jimmy
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| I’m stroking a cat
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| Sammy
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| See him doze in my lap
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| Patty
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| There’s few feelings closer than that
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| I’m at home when I’m stroking a cat
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| Behind the ears, now under the chin
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| Tickle the tummy, and feel the fluff on your skin
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| I try not to treat you anthropormorphically
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| But damn, if you could talk to me
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| That’d be awesome, see
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| I need to reassure you that I’ll always be here for you
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| Though we are mere mortal beings
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| I would run a mile for every single minute that I fear for you
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| I’m no loyalist but to me you are the real royal
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| Developed and bred up as a vicious predator
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| I found it tricky to picture, 'til you ripped that stick of feathers up
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| You’re like a teddy bear, but sentient with agency
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| That’s why I savour the sentiment you’d deign to play with me
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| The wide world is dangerous; |
| home’s a haven, sweet
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| And if you need love enough, I’m sure we have a vacancy
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| Jimmy
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| I’m stroking a cat
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| Sammy
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| See him doze in my lap
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| Patty
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| There’s few feelings closer than that
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| I’m at home when I’m stroking a cat
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| Behind the ears, now under the chin
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| Tickle the tummy, and feel the fluff on your skin
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| Aside from mewling, I’ll never get to hear you speak
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| But we communicate in other ways, enough to know you’re unique
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| The pet sanctuary was a feline Who’s Who
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| Perusing kittens like I was trying on a new shoe
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| I wonder what the factor was that made me choose you
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| Don’t know, perhaps you chose me, and I just knew too
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| You had a true cuteness I never grew used to
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| It rips my heart apart knowing that soon I’ll lose you
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| I don’t want to lose you
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| I love you |