- cifra
I thought I was gay, I thought that might be the solution to my problems
Some stray cat came through the backyard
Must have climbed up some fences
You'll pick him up off the ground
And you'll hold him in your arms
And you kiss him on the head
And you tell him he's a lucky boy
Pick him up off the ground
And you'll hold him in your arms
And you kiss him on the head
And you tell him he's a lucky little
Calico, don't go
You're not gonna leave him alone
You're not gonna leave him alone
You're not gonna leave him alone
You're not gonna leave him alone, oh, oh
