The Cat Song

Hey, little girl
Choose any man in this world
You're adored
They do beg on their knees
The doorbell goes ring
Dinge-di-ding-ding-dong-ding
Hey, can someone please let this guy in?

What she can't get
She'll do anything for
When she has got it she doesn't want it no more
A lady prepared, she came saw and won
Never be too safe, when he is hers she is gone

Warning! Keep away!
From this hunter
Who will get down as the next prey?
Oh, I wonder

Ladies get a grip
Around your best men
She'll twist them around her fingertips
Every time when

She uses hours
To get her makeup look right
And to make sure the dress is too tight
Hey, I know what you think
She must mistake men for a drink
And by now she surely must be drunk

What she can't get she'll do anything for
When she has got it she doesn't want it no more
It's said she's got the moves of a sexy goddess
And that she also has got the looks like one more or less