Sit down and listen to a story About a cat that had his way So bad as he would swagger and sway The fact remains that he was So gluttonous and fat And he stole my haggis away! Now there's a little saying 'Every dog will have his day' Well Bootsy ain't no mutt And he always got his prey Sittin by the fire lickin victory From his paws Neeps and tatties in his whiskers Gravy dripping from his jaws Call him Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Cat Yeah they call him Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Cat It's not the first occurrrence It happened all the time You should see him With my whiskey and wine A cause, a struggle of wits But from where Bootsy sits A cunning feline state of mind He was black, white voracious, A devil in disguise With two great, big, green eyes But when he leapt up on the table, It came as no suprise When he took on a haggis twice his size Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Cat Yeah they call him Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Cat Oh Yeah Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Bootsy the Haggis-Eating Cat