1. |
The Kitty Song
03:45
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We're gonna get a kitty when we get into the city
And it's gonna be a little bitty thing
I'll buy it kitty litter, and I'll make it kitty dinner
While I let it do it's little kitty thing
It will be a fluffy one, and I will rub it's fluffy tum
As long as it will tolerate my rubs
I'm sure I'll be vacuuming more than I thought could be a thing
But that's the way it goes when you're in love
‘Cause kitties are cute and fuzzy
They are cute and fuzzy
Kitties are cute and fuzzy
Oh, Kittens are cute and fuzzy, with tempting little tummies
That are fuzzier than any other thing
We're gonna get a kitty when we get into the city
And it's gonna be a pretty little thing
It's gonna grow up quickly until soon it's not a kitty
But a cat is really what they're meant to be
It might be a tragedy, it's cat-like personality
But hopefully I'll still get tummy rubs
I won't even mind it if it pretends that we don't exist
If on occasion, it makes exceptions
‘Cause cats are cute and funny
And still pretty fuzzy
Yes those cats are cute and funny
Oh, they are pretty funny 'cause they won't admit they love those tummy rubs
But, they will take them anyway
Well, I suppose I'll have to bite my tongue
When kitty becomes quite the regal one
Their cat-ish pride is delicate, I'll snicker but I won't admit
How silly it looks when it's having fun
'Cause kitties are cute and fuzzy (kitties are cute and fuzzy)
Kitties are cute and fuzzy (kitties are cute and fuzzy)
Kitties are cute and fuzzy (kitties are cute and fuzzy)
Yes, kittens are cute and fuzzy, with little downy tummies
Kittens are cute and fuzzy
Our cat will be cute and fluffy
Chasing feathers down and lying out when it’s sunny
We’ll watch it do it’s fluffy, funny thing
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2. |
Low
03:50
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Oh, my hands and knees are patchworked and pleased with bandages
And it’s my understanding, if I had just planned all my turns and stops and starts
Then my feet would have planted, I'dve circumvented these damages
They’d be all unnecessary, ‘f only I could learn to carry myself
Low to the ground
So it doesn’t hurt as much when I trip up again
When I fall down again
I keep myself low to the ground
So I don’t notice as much when I’m over my head
'Cause it’s all over my head
Oh, my innocent heart thought I’d start life with sense of my satisfied self
Now I shut out my dreams and lock myself tight, and ignore the wails through my door
Now the world is reacting like I should be acting my age
With their "this" and their "that," with matters of fact and failure
I’ve suffered the curse of mixing my pride with my pleasure
I keep myself low to the ground
So it doesn’t hurt as much when I trip up again
When I fall down again
I keep myself low to the ground
So I don’t notice as much when I’m over my head
'Cause it’s all over my head
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3. |
Número Dos
02:46
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Let's keep this simple and easy
I can't be held to this ideal
My knees are trembling weakly
Despite this system's great appeal
But something somewhere sounds amazing
I hardly keep my head on straight
I think of all the trails I'm blazing
And I can hardly stand to wait
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4. |
Secretary
03:20
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If I had a desk, then I could write a couple songs because
My life would be all put up in its place
The pens would rest in holders and the envelopes, you know, would all just
Hang out in their designated space
A corner, put together
Like a puzzle, it should weather
Inconsistency
As long as it's controlled
Down to a detail, I can hold on
To my sanity
If I had a desk, then I would write a couple notes to all
The loved ones that I know
I'd go through alphabetically, to make sure that I didn't miss
A single, solitary Joe
A corner, put together
Like a puzzle, it should weather
Inconsistency
As long as it's controlled
Down to a detail, I can hold on
To my sanity
If I had a desk, then I'd get stationary monogrammed
And styled within an inch of every page
And everyone would be able to tell that every jot and tittle
Had been particularly placed
A corner, put together
Like a puzzle, it should weather
Inconsistency
As long as it's controlled
Down to a detail, I can hold on
To my sanity
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