| Where’d you go when you were done?
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| I’d like to know what you’ve become
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| Your biggest fan, awake at dawn
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| I cry, I stand on your front lawn
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| It’s plain to see you’re scared of me
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| But that’s not how it’s supposed to be
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| When you’re the reason I’m in town
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| And every piece of mind you put down…
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| Don’t you know I think you’re the cat’s meow?
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| Where’s the tiger now? |
| Where’s the tiger now?
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| Bill Watterson, can’t you hear me?
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| Bill Watterson, please don’t fear me
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| Don’t treat me like I have rabies
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| I only wanna have your babies
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| Tracing lines with fingertips
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| I saw the signs within these strips
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| And through the fog, between the frames
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| Of dialogue, I saw my name
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| And now I know where I must go
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| To show you that I love you so
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| So I brought books for you to sign
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| And I brought shears to cut your phone line
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| Don’t you know I think you’re the cat’s meow?
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| Where’s the tiger now? |
| Where’s the tiger now?
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| Bill Watterson, can’t you hear me?
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| Bill Watterson, please don’t fear me
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| Don’t stare at me from your window
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| I know you wanna let me in…
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| …though, oh!
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| You want me to show
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| How much I believe and
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| Prove how far I’ll go to meet you
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| Through thunderstorms and snow…
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| Well I would do anything
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| And oh!
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| I happen to know
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| The reason you’re hiding
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| From publicity
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| It’s not out of eccentricity
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| But rather for privacy
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| When you meet me
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| And when we meet I’ll be complete
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| I’ll shake your hand and kiss your feet
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| Confess my love and buy you flowers
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| And eat your heart and absorb your powers
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| Don’t you know I think you’re the cat’s meow?
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Where’s the tiger now? |
| Where’s the tiger now?
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| Oh oh oh oh!
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| Bill Watterson, can’t you hear me?
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| Bill Watterson, please don’t fear me
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| Don’t run from me like I’m Jason
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| I only wanna try your face on |