Testo di Hungry Vagina Metaphor

[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