Undead Cat

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Undead Cat
Lyrics by Rob Wynne
(TTTO: "Uptown Girl" by Billy Joel)

Undead cat
It's not living now, and that is that
But somehow it still can move around
No you're never gonna keep it down

You'd better run from the undead cat
You won't win if you get in a spat
And if the sight of it should give you pause
You're gonna die by its undead claws
And drooling maw

And when you see where it is
It's too lay-ay-ate
And when you wake up
You make up its play-ay-ate

You'll see that you now are dead
Your poor sod
You've been fed to the undead cat
And your flesh has made it sleek and fat
And when it's tired of its catnip toys
It will go hunting for more girls and boys
Because they're moist

Undead cat
In Spanish, viviendo muerto gat-
O, maybe someday when you're on your own
Out in the woods, you hear a yowling moan
Won't make it home

And where it's stalking
You'll find you're its prey-ay-ay
There's no use talking
Unless it's to pray-ay-ay

You'll see that you now are dead
Your poor sod
You'd should've fled from the undead cat
You won't win if you get in a spat
And if the sight of it should give you pause
You're gonna die by its undead claws
And drooling maw

My brain and welcome to it.  (Sincere apologies to Billy Joel, and anyone with the slightest amount of taste)