I’m glad I’m a pussy cat,
Else I’d go round in circles,
If I had bills like humans do,
That come from all directions.

The gas and the electric,
And telephone as well,
That’s only just a few of them,
It would make me feel unwell.

They sit there looking worried,
With a frown upon their face,
While I am in the garden,
Giving the birds a chase.

So when my lady’s all upset,
I sit upon her lap,
Before we know what’s going on,
We’re having a little nap.

But I wouldn’t have their worry,
For that’s the thing I’d hate,
I’d rather be in the garden looking for a mate,
I roll over in the grass and then decide to like my lass.