If I knew what you wanted
I wouldn’t be so haunted
You make me wanna grow
And so I feel stunted
So less than you
Cause I see you as too much
A thing to hold on to
But nothing I can touch
I cant touch that
I cant touch that
I cant touch that
Slippery wily cat
If anything were mine
Id give to you
No longer saving it all
For the ones that’s true
I wouldn’t worry what came after
Cause id always be swinging from a rafter
Or maybe a chandelier
The point is though I just wouldn’t care
I cant touch that
I cant touch that
I cant touch that
Slippery wily cat
After the runner, the waiter and host
The angel eyed demon and the king of the toast
Not sure who that one was
cause he had no crown
Maybe I just mean
He was the toast of the town
Darkie came too or maybe by two
But none of them as precious as you
I cant touch that
I cant touch that
I cant touch that
Slippery wily cat
Now me accents changed and sound british
Maybe its Scottish or even Irish
I wont be surprised oh the places I’ve been
Some of them while walking
And others unseen
Now in song to say for this and every day
Someone comes along who makes me gay
A long days journey that ends with a knight
Still I cant cant cant
Touch touch that
Slippery slippery
Wily wily cat
More than a Cheshire
And less than is real
A smile, bright smile
A wink and a squeal
The cutest little thing
That gives the gayest little ring
To a serious song that I had to sing
Still I wont touch
Touch touch that
Slippery slippery
Wily wily cat
We’ve only just begun
But big is the fun
When cat and mouse play
When they both are away
So hear me when I say
Not just for today
You got me feeling funny
Straight face, laughing and gay
I wanna touch that
Touch that that
Slippery slippery
Wily little cat
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