Marmalade Cat - Black Tape For A Blue Girl

I live in a house on Benefit Street

I prowl here within the walls

Peekin' out from behind my paws

My second skin is a marmalade cat

I feel at home as a marmalade cat

I’m big and fat, an old lazy boy.

I’m sleepin' in the sun

So, why do they fear what makes me feel at home?

I’m up in the loft, I play in the sheets, he pushes me down

He pets my head.

He runs his hands through my fur

I smile with a purr on my lips.

It’s not just about the

Bowls of cream — he pets my lustrous fur

My second skin is a marmalade cat

When I’m back in the world my feline power fades

Give me my big fat coat of marmalade fur and long whiskers to match

I’ll be home catching mice instead of catching flack