Hook Barfing in the hallways Sleeping almost always Their the cats, the cats The cats, cats, cats, cats Verse 1 Their lives are like a game of musical chairs Upstairs, shed some hairs, come back down, couch is theirs Around the clock its a circle, not a time square Every mouth is fed The couch is shredded The mouse is dreading the day it gets pounced and beheaded Give em credit Never fretted Never sweated Wont regret it when she let it go Shell forget it in a second tho Lemme know if you need a blow Im good coach good to go Charky nooooo Wait what happened? Little demon got to freedom But life is more than freeman its non stop like Liam Neeson Point is she really need em like Eve and Adam needed Eden And she needed eating like people needed reason when Will Joyce was committing treason Are you serious? no Im hairy cuz its shedding season But I coulda sworn it was yearly or daily Clearly youre crazy Some some people never cease to amaze me chant but cay bes merely a baby And charky is sincerely lazy And middy is slim and shady Make way for the ladies Hook
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