Anthony Green – Cat Song (Guitar)

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 My cat's in a band with me what does your cat do?

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Know she's understanding me when I sing the blues

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My cat don't like cigarettes cause she knows they're bad

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When she sees a pack of them it makes her really mad

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She swats them off the table and pats them all around

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Hides them in the litter box where they can't be found

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 My cat's in a band with me what does your cat do?

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Know she's understanding me when I sing the blues

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My cat sometimes waves her tail right up in my face

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Then they sit and turn around keeping me in place

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And at night I try to sleep they wrestle and destroy

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Wake me up ten times a night making crazy noise

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 My cat's in a band with me what does your cat do?

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Know she's understanding me when I sing the blues

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My cats scared of cucumbers and thinks that she sees ghosts

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Walks around like a total freak and scratches at her post

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Then she leaps into the air high up like a bird

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Makes the weirdest noises that you ever heard

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 My cat's in a band with me what does your cat do?

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Know she's understanding me when I sing the blues

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My cat listens when I sing and seems like she cares

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about the words I choose to say and feelings that I share

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She stares at me if I sound good, if bad she looks away

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Then she climbs up on the drums and starts to jam away

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 My cat's in a band with me what does your cat do?

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Know she's understanding me when I sing the blues