My Gal

She stands in the doorway, trying to make up her mind
Some nights she stays out late, loses track of the time
My gal loves to eat and she loves to sleep
She loves to sneak out without barely a peep
But my gal's so pretty, she's a kitty

She likes to climb up in a tree, pretend that she can't get down
She likes to climb up on my desk and push the papers around
My gal loves to hunt and she loves to kill
She eats fireflies until she's had her fill
But my gal's sublime, she's a feline

O alien princess, Divine Mother Cat
We worship your mystery (but you probably knew that)

Sometimes she'll cuddle and sometimes she'll pull out her claws
Sometimes she'll bite me and sometimes caress with her paws
My gal likes to climb and she likes to play
She likes to pretend she don't know what I say
But my gal's so pretty, she's a kitty

She rubs up against me for reasons I cannot discern
She hides in the linens and bats at the ivy and ferns
My gal likes to scratch and she likes to lick
She's very clean and she rarely gets sick
But my gal's sublime, she's a feline

O alien princess, Divine Mother Cat
We worship your mystery (so sleek and so fat)