Look What the Cat Dragged In
Miracle of Miracles, look what the cat dragged in
I suppose you been loafing in that den of sin
Those so called friends of yours are nothing but fools
Yet they prey upon your soul like a bunch of tortured ghouls
I aught to make you pay for all that wasted wine
I aught to throw you out you silly drunken swine
But try as I might I simply can't deny
I'll always love you, though I can't explain why
Copyright © Nick Bagnall | Year Posted 2011
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