I eat cats, cats for breakfast.
I eat cats, late at night.
Gingers and tabbies and Siamese too,
Roasted or scrambled or cooked in a stew.
It's them or me. Oh, can't you see?
If I don't eat cats, cats'll eat me.
I eat cats, they taste awful.
I eat cats, not for fun.
During the day they're all cuddly and sweet.
I wake up at night and they're chewing my feet.
Waking in fright, night after night.
If I don't eat cats, cats'll eat me.
People say I'm strange. Maybe I am, maybe I am.
As they gobble their bacon and beef,
They say to me, 'Maybe you're deranged.'
And maybe I am, maybe I am, maybe I am.
I eat cats, kitten fritters.
I eat cats, feline soup.
Lately it seems every kitten I see
Is licking its lips and staring at me
Tell me, my friend, where will it end?
If I don't eat cats, if I won't eat cats, cats'll eat me.
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