The Cats Are Prancing With a Cha Cha Cha
The cats are prancing with a cha cha cha
Chick a boom a chick a boom a rah rah rah
We hire out for birthdays the little one said.
They were throwing fish in the air, many were dead.
The cats are prancing with a cha cha cha
Chick a boom a chick a boom a rah rah rah
We are cheap and available all day long, they purred.
This was terrific news for the cat ladies who acted absurd.
The cats are prancing with a cha cha cha
Chick a boom a chick a boom a rah rah rah
We’ll pay whatever we have to, one of the old crones said.
Just then two dead salmon landed on the old biddy’s head.
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