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[Cats]
When day is night and night is not day
That's when the cats come out to play
Yes, we are the feral cats roaming West Covina streets
Singing songs about ourselves over early '80s Broadway beats
[Hungry cat]
I am the hungry cat, I haven't eaten in months
I'm roaming through the streets looking for something to munch
I'm filled with desire, I need to be fed
Don't be mad if you find crumbs
'Cause I like to eat in bed
I'm a lonely little kitty
Stroke my fur, it's soft as silk
Then bring me what I really want
A saucer of your milk
It's nibble time, mister
We don't need to chase or chat
My cavity needs fillin'
'Cause I'm the hungry cat
