

(snort,
bark, meow)
The turkey's in the oven,
smelling warm and sweet
But under the table,
four paws seek a treat
Mickey's got the puppy eyes,
looking so sincere
Hoping that a drumstick might just disappear
But he'll just eat some wrapping paper instead (crunch crunch)
Guinness and Stout are
waiting by the stove
Acting like they found a giant treasure cove
Two big shadows drooling on the kitchen floor
Ready to knock down the pantry door
(snort, huff)
Oh, it's Thanksgiving Day with the backyard crew
Trying to steal the gravy and the stuffing too
And up on the counter,
looking mighty grand Is Schnapps the cat,
the boss of the land
Knocking over cranberry sauce with a paw (crash)
Mickey's chasing shadows under the chair
Stout has got potato flakes stuck in his hair
Guinness fell asleep by the warm fireplace
While Schnapps plans a heist in outer space (meow)
Oh, it's Thanksgiving Day with the backyard crew
Trying to steal the gravy and the stuffing too
And up on the counter,
looking mighty grand
Is Schnapps the cat,
the boss of the land
Knocking over cranberry sauce with a paw
So guard your plates
and watch your pies
Don't fall for those begging,
furry eyes
Happy Thanksgiving from the house of greed (sigh,
bark)