My girl has got a pussy, she keeps it hid from view
And everywhere that she goes, that pussy goes there too
It don't drink milk or wash its face and it don't even purr
But it's got lovely whiskers and a lot of ginger fur
A week ago last Tuesday, I come home from the pub
I said, where's that little pussy that I love to stroke and rub?
The pussy wasn't willing and it was plain to see
Somebody had already been there and that someone wasn't me
So somebody else is stroking
The pussy that I thought was mine
Someone's petting and poking and it really is a crime
And now my heart is broken, I'll kill that filthy swine
Because somebody else is stroking
The pussy that I thought was mine
Me-ow!
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Me-ow!
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Me-ow!
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