Somebody's Moggy by the side of the road Somebody's pussy who forgot his highway code Someone's favorite feline who ran clean out of luck When he ran onto the road and tried to argue with a truck Yesterday he purred and played in his pussy paradise Decapitating tweetybirds and masticating mice Now he's just 6 lbs of raw minced meat that don't smell very nice He's nobody's Moggy now Oh you who love your pussy be sure to keep him in Don't let him argue with a truck the truck is bound to win And upon the busy road don't let him play or frolic If you do I'm warning you it could be CAT-ostrophic If he plays out on the roadway I'm afraid that will be that There'll be one last despairing MEOW and a sort of squelchy SPLAT And your pussy will be slightly dead and very, very flat He's nobody's Moggy Just red and squashed and soggy He's Nobody's Moggy now Ooohmm