Paws of Joy

(ooh) Two alley kings in a cardboard ring

Tail like a question,

ears like a sting I say “hey,

easy”, but they don’t agree Then they stop to pose like they’re

on TV (meow)

Claws go tap-tap, then they freeze mid-swing

Like “did you see that?” like “did I

win?”

I can’t stay mad,

it’s all just play

Two little storms on a sunny day (hah!)

Meow, meow—make up, make noise Two small tigers,

two big joys Spin in a circle,

then call it a truce Same old drama,

same cute excuse Meow,

meow—laugh it out loud

Proud as a march in a sidewalk crowd (yeah) (meow-meow-meow)

One feints left, the other jumps the broom Then they both forget

what started the boom

A leaf rolls by,

now that’s the prize They chase it hard

with superstar eyes (meow!)

Hold up—both of you,

come here

One slow blink, and the coast is clear

Nose to nose, then a tiny hiss Then a head-bonk seals the

peace like this (ahhh)

Meow, meow—make up,

make noise

Two small tigers, two big joys Spin in a circle,

then call it a truce

Same old drama, same cute excuse

Meow, meow—laugh it out loud

Proud as a march in a sidewalk crowd (meow)

(meow… meow)