• That cat, that cat
    Oh how I love that cat
    That furry little ball of fur
    So cute It’s hard not to love her

    That cat, that cat
    My naughty little thing
    Is always fighting,
    Even while I was writing this she was hissing

    That cat, that cat
    My naughty little ball
    Is ruining papers from winter ‘round to fall
    She is hardly innocent, when she sees this other cat you can hear her call

    That cat, that cat
    Is my friend
    And when I am sad, my heart she mends
    Oh, Broozer I always forgive you even when you pee
    Because I truly love thee