My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues My cat don't like cigarettes 'Cause she knows they're bad When she sees a pack of them It makes her really mad She swats them off the table and Pats them all around Hides them in the litter box Where they can't be found My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues My cats sometimes wave that tail Right up in my face Then they sit and turn around Keeping me in place And at night I try to sleep They wrestle and destroy Wake me up ten times a night Making crazy noise My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues My cat's scared of cucumbers And thinks that she sees ghosts Walks around like a total freak And scratches at her post Then she leaps into the air High up like a bird Makes the weirdest noises That you ever heard My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues My cat listens when I sing And seems like she cares About the words I choose to say And feelings that I share She stares at me if I sound good If bad, she looks away Then she climbs up on the drums And starts to jam away My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues My cat's in a band with me What does your cat do? Know she's understanding me When I sing the blues