- Apr 17, 2002
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As if having your precious Chefs LOSE to the Bengals (like they're going to lose to the Raiders :p) wasn't bad enough, I wrote a little something for ya. ;)
As sung to Elvis' In The Ghetto... ehem...
As the fur flies
On a cold and gray Missouri mornin'
A poor little naive kitten is born
In a basement
And the angels cry
Cause if there's one thing that they know is true
Is that there's a single man named Lou
In his bedroom
People, don't you understand
A man needs a companion
Or he'll end up blind with hairy old palms someday
Take a look at you and me
Are we too lucky to see
Do we help him find a mate
Or do we buy him lotion
Well the night comes
And the poor little kitten with the short hair coat
Plays with a ball of yarn that fell from a tote
In a basement
And Lou's hunger burns
Cause he went all day with his pants too tight
But he tries to resist
And he tries to fight it
In his bedroom
Then at last in desperation
Lou gives into his urge
Lays on his bed, unzips his pants
Closes his eyes as the DVD plays
And the kitten dies
As the flies gather 'round another dead kitten
Lou starts to fall asleep with his :scream: in his hand
In the darkness
And he starts to snore
On a cold and gray Missouri mornin'
Another little naive kitten is born
In a basement
An MP3 is in the works. :p
GO RAIDERS!!
As sung to Elvis' In The Ghetto... ehem...
As the fur flies
On a cold and gray Missouri mornin'
A poor little naive kitten is born
In a basement
And the angels cry
Cause if there's one thing that they know is true
Is that there's a single man named Lou
In his bedroom
People, don't you understand
A man needs a companion
Or he'll end up blind with hairy old palms someday
Take a look at you and me
Are we too lucky to see
Do we help him find a mate
Or do we buy him lotion
Well the night comes
And the poor little kitten with the short hair coat
Plays with a ball of yarn that fell from a tote
In a basement
And Lou's hunger burns
Cause he went all day with his pants too tight
But he tries to resist
And he tries to fight it
In his bedroom
Then at last in desperation
Lou gives into his urge
Lays on his bed, unzips his pants
Closes his eyes as the DVD plays
And the kitten dies
As the flies gather 'round another dead kitten
Lou starts to fall asleep with his :scream: in his hand
In the darkness
And he starts to snore
On a cold and gray Missouri mornin'
Another little naive kitten is born
In a basement
An MP3 is in the works. :p
GO RAIDERS!!