| Catman, you’re looking cool today
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| We say, catman, umm, catman, umm
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| My name is rosy and my hangs on you
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| Catman, umm, catman
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| So keep your high-heel boots and your knee-high mind
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| Come up to my pad and see my work
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| Go for a meal and hear my joke
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| Or get in a bag and take a poke
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| But don’t be too clever or we’ll kick your fillies in
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| Look out, look out
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| The rosies are coming to town
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| Look out, catman, look out, catman
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| The rosies are flashing along
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| Catman, we feel a fool today
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| I say, catman, umm, catman, umm
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| My name is rosy and my wangs on you
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| Catman, umm, catman
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| So leave your well polished tail and your uptight suit
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| Show us some funnies that are better than daddies
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| Or bake us some cakes that are better than mommies
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| Or give us your witties that are trapped in your willies
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| But don’t be too clever or we’ll scratch your goodies out
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| Watch out, watch out
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| The rosies are riding the town
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| Watch out, catman, watch out, catman
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| The rosies are slashing about
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| Catman, shining your tools today
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| They say, catman, umm, catman, umm
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| My name is rosy and my fangs on you
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| Catman, umm, catman
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| So save your thigh high thoughts and your banana skin
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| We’ll burn your pansies and give you a bug
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| We’ll squeeze your lemon and give you a mug
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| We’ll cut your daisies and give you a slug
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| And don’t be too clever or we’ll blow your sillies off
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| Keep out, keep out
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| The rosies are passing the town
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| Keep out, catman, keep out, catman
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| The rosies are bashing around
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| Coochy coochy coo, bunny bunny boo, patti patti poo
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| Catman! |
| catman! |
| where are you?
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| Don’t be a prune, catman, give us all you’ve got
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| Your blueberry eyes and your evergreen lies
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| Cause after all, by this fall you might grow too old
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| And you can’t ask your mommy to use an old fruity in her pie
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| Patter cake, patter cake, baker’s man
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| Bake me a cake as slow as you can
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| Pat it, and prick it, and mark it with 'o'
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| And put it in the oven for me and my mo
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| Batter cake, batter cake, baker’s girl
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| Fake me a cake as fast as you curl
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| Bat it, and whip it, and mark it with blood
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| And throw it in the oven with trickles and mud
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| Wetter cake, wetter cake, baker’s boy
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| Make me a cake that’s sweet as your toy
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| Wet it, and slick it, and mark it with 'p'
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| And leave it in the oven for lizzie and me
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| Catman! |
| catman!
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| Hey, dumballs, get me a pair of rubber dolls, will you!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Man —
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman!
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| Catman! |