My Cat Owns the Couch: Funny Pet Song
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Country, Pets, Deadpan
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[Verse 1]
I came home with a paper, set it down on the couch
Biscuit claimed the middle and he won't be moving out
One paw on the cushion, one eye half asleep
I asked him for a little room; he looked at me like, “Keep.”
[Chorus]
Biscuit’s got the couch, Biscuit’s got the bed
Biscuit’s got the best chair and a pillow for his head
I pay the bills, I buy the food, I even brush his coat
But I’m standing by the doorway while he’s king of every spot
[Verse 2]
At bedtime there’s a whisker where my nose ought to be
He’s stretched across the mattress like a county over me
I scoot him to the left side; he drifts back to the right
By morning I’m a question mark, he’s sleeping through the light
[Chorus]
Biscuit’s got the couch, Biscuit’s got the bed
Biscuit’s got the best chair and a pillow for his head
I pay the bills, I buy the food, I even brush his coat
But I’m standing by the doorway while he’s king of every spot
[Bridge]
That chair belonged to Grandpa, it’s got a worn-out seam
Biscuit took it Tuesday and now it’s part of his regime
I could pick him up and move him—sure, I know the drill
Then he purrs against my elbow, and I forget my will
[Final Chorus]
Biscuit’s got the couch, Biscuit’s got the bed
Biscuit’s got the best chair and a pillow for his head
I pay the bills, I buy the food, I even brush his coat
And I wouldn’t trade my landlord, though he never pays a note
[Outro]
There’s room for me on the floor, if I don’t disturb the king.