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Pink Pussycat
Ooh, cha-cha-cha-cha
Eyes in the back of my head, and they're watching you
We is she is me
Here's what you do
Collect up everything you thought about and threw back
You don't know anything if you don't know the drawbacks
She is the one among you
And you're so amazed
She's not even fazed
I'm well aware of all of that
But you better know better than to mess with Pink Pussycat
Ooh, cha-cha-cha-cha
N'yeah
N'yeah
N'yeah
N'yeah
N'yeah
Everything's Whitney
I drove The Motorblade
Watched you ride it, too
Catwoman didn't have half a tail on you
So come on, break out that good old decoder ringy
Ain't no time left for sittin' 'round playing with your thingy
I'm just The Bitch To Find You
And now I know the deal
Everything you feel
My Mama taught me better than that
'Cause they all know better than to mess with Pink Pussycat
Pink Pussycat
Pink Pussycat
Pink Pussycat
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussycat
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussycat
Whoa, oh,
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussycat
Whoa,
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussy
Pink Pussycat
Whoa,
Whoa,
Whoa,
Oh,
We are
Siamese
If you please
I'm on the Postage Stamp
On the money too
Me-me-meow
My Mom is Just Like Me
And I'm Just Like You
Today, my computer's being a dick
I'll sing it out; tell you it makes me sick
"Are you sure you want to...?"
46 is too slow
45? Oh no!
Connect at 49 or better
That's that
'Cause you better know better than to mess with
Better know better than to mess with
Better know better than to mess with
Better know better than to mess with
Better know better than to mess with
Better know better than to mess with
Better know better than to mess with
Pink Pussycat
Copyright 2003 ~ Lesley Jane
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