Marc Gunn & The Dubliners' Tabby Cats I'll Tell My Cat
I'll tell my cat when I come home
"Leave the furniture alone."
She tore my sheets and shred my couch
I'm tired of coming home a grouch
--chorus--
But she is loving. She is pretty
And I am so whipped by my kitty
Her claws catch my sleeve, rips 1, 2, 3
Please won't you leave the curtains be
I tell her each morning that I love her
But my shoes need laces so please don't chew 'em
She mews real sweet then knocks over a candle
Now she's gnawing on my sandles
Out of the bathroom she struts quite bold
A roll of toilet paper clung to her toe
I really wonder if I will kill her
When her mouth has feathers from my pillow
Let the thunder storms crash all night long
She'll be too scared to rend my thong
She may be shivering from fright
But at least this weekend I'll have my tights
I bought her a scratch post of her own
So she'll leave my living room alone
But I come home to see only fluff and filling
If she hadn't just meowed, there'd be a killin'
--chorus--
--last chorus--
She is loving. She is pretty
And I am so whipped by my kitty
Her claws catch my sleeve, rips 1, 2, 3
I never liked those curtains anyway
