She's A Cat

The Grand Pricks

Beautiful things don't
Ask for my attention
They just get it
Because I don't ask questions
I have been trying
To make out your affections
The sudden scratches
You're letting out your tension
I'd like to hold you
It'd give me satisfaction
You're going to bite me
It's not a misconception
I pay the price, dear
A form of recollection
You've got a nipped ear
And you are my obsession

I love her, whoa
Can't let her go
But does she know?
I don't think so 
She's caught a rat
What's wrong with that?
She's fussy
I think she's a cat

You're giving me scars
You thirsty fuzzy baby
Felines are divine
That's what Egyptians say
You're actin' out, girl
Want to rip off my face?
Sometimes I think you
Want me to go away

I love her, whoa
Can't let her go
But does she know?
I don't think so 
She's caught a rat
She's where it's at
She's funny
I think she's a cat

Won't say goodbye
Won't even try
I will not fail
Caught by the tail
Locked in combat
Soda's gone flat
I'm certain
I know she's a cat!

I know she's a cat
I know she's a cat
I think she's a catch
I think she's a catch