Pads, Paws And Claws Lyrics

	作词 : MacManus, McCartney
	She's a feline tormentor, not any vaudeville wife
	But with a drunk-town lament he leads her a miserable life
	But when he's full of that beer-champagne
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	And if he should wake up in some terrible dive
	And he don't know if he's so-so
	But he's so surprised he's alive
	'come on little honey, let me under your hive'
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	She pads, pads around the bedroom, practicing ways to flirt
	He paws, pours another drink and anything in a skirt
	Anything wearing a necklace
	He thinks of claws scratching his back he's
	Going out there he's not coming back
	She's got spider-leg fingers, sharpened whenever he strays
	And she carries a bird-purse, with all of her womanly ways
	'til he's drinking hairspray, she knows that he never would dare
	She could be in pictures if she wasn't all covered in fur
	He's coming home now and here's the surprise
	You wouldn't believe the lies that he tries
	She cut him down to her favourite size
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws

	zuo ci : MacManus, McCartney
	She' s a feline tormentor, not any vaudeville wife
	But with a drunktown lament he leads her a miserable life
	But when he' s full of that beerchampagne
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	And if he should wake up in some terrible dive
	And he don' t know if he' s soso
	But he' s so surprised he' s alive
	' come on little honey, let me under your hive'
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	She pads, pads around the bedroom, practicing ways to flirt
	He paws, pours another drink and anything in a skirt
	Anything wearing a necklace
	He thinks of claws scratching his back he' s
	Going out there he' s not coming back
	She' s got spiderleg fingers, sharpened whenever he strays
	And she carries a birdpurse, with all of her womanly ways
	' til he' s drinking hairspray, she knows that he never would dare
	She could be in pictures if she wasn' t all covered in fur
	He' s coming home now and here' s the surprise
	You wouldn' t believe the lies that he tries
	She cut him down to her favourite size
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws

	zuò cí : MacManus, McCartney
	She' s a feline tormentor, not any vaudeville wife
	But with a drunktown lament he leads her a miserable life
	But when he' s full of that beerchampagne
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	And if he should wake up in some terrible dive
	And he don' t know if he' s soso
	But he' s so surprised he' s alive
	' come on little honey, let me under your hive'
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	She pads, pads around the bedroom, practicing ways to flirt
	He paws, pours another drink and anything in a skirt
	Anything wearing a necklace
	He thinks of claws scratching his back he' s
	Going out there he' s not coming back
	She' s got spiderleg fingers, sharpened whenever he strays
	And she carries a birdpurse, with all of her womanly ways
	' til he' s drinking hairspray, she knows that he never would dare
	She could be in pictures if she wasn' t all covered in fur
	He' s coming home now and here' s the surprise
	You wouldn' t believe the lies that he tries
	She cut him down to her favourite size
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws
	She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws

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