Catch Of The Day by Clare Fader and The Vaudevillains Lyrics
What have you done with today?
Where did you while it away?
Out with the tomcats
Sprawled on their fat backs
Digesting the catch of the day
Where did you mess up your fur?
And I don't like your braggart-ish purr
Your cool cat lazy
Is driving me crazy
And your sweet talk is so amateur
Doormat, fat cat, calling, calling
Full moon fighting, babies bawling
I don’t mean to be cramping your style
Just come home to me once in a while
Tell me a story of fish heads and glory
I'm missing your cheshire cat smile
And what have you done with today?
Where did you while it away?
Out with the tomcats
Sprawled on their fat backs
Digesting the catch of the day
Doormat, fat cat, calling, calling
Full moon fighting, babies bawling
Well I'm known for taking in strays
Determined on mending their ways
Once they’re back on their feet
They slink out to the street
Making up for them clean living days
They say that a love's a lost cause
You've been hooked by the alley cat claws
But a warm bed awaits you and tries not to hate you
As you live by the howling moon laws
La la la la la la…
And what have you done with today?
Where did you while it away?
Out with the tomcats
Sprawled on their fat backs
Digesting the catch of the day
Digesting the catch of the day
Digesting the catch of the day
Where did you while it away?
Out with the tomcats
Sprawled on their fat backs
Digesting the catch of the day
Where did you mess up your fur?
And I don't like your braggart-ish purr
Your cool cat lazy
Is driving me crazy
And your sweet talk is so amateur
Doormat, fat cat, calling, calling
Full moon fighting, babies bawling
I don’t mean to be cramping your style
Just come home to me once in a while
Tell me a story of fish heads and glory
I'm missing your cheshire cat smile
And what have you done with today?
Where did you while it away?
Out with the tomcats
Sprawled on their fat backs
Digesting the catch of the day
Doormat, fat cat, calling, calling
Full moon fighting, babies bawling
Well I'm known for taking in strays
Determined on mending their ways
Once they’re back on their feet
They slink out to the street
Making up for them clean living days
They say that a love's a lost cause
You've been hooked by the alley cat claws
But a warm bed awaits you and tries not to hate you
As you live by the howling moon laws
La la la la la la…
And what have you done with today?
Where did you while it away?
Out with the tomcats
Sprawled on their fat backs
Digesting the catch of the day
Digesting the catch of the day
Digesting the catch of the day