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