Calico Gal
She is my Calico Gal
My darling calico pal
Caramel nose, cotton-puff toes
Silky black tops her style
Her eyes are mysterious green
She flirts like a princess and rules like a queen
Stretches and yawns, here and then gone
She's my Calico Gal
When playtime's begun she rolls in the sun
Chasing my tail is her kind of fun
Oh meow, oh my, those cute little cries
But don't make her mad or the fur really flies
She naps as long as she can
Paws me awake at 4:30 AM
I try not to mind her disruptive designs
My frisky Calico Gal
She is my Calico Gal
My darling calico pal
Caramel nose, cotton-puff toes
She really owns the style
Her walk has that calico sway
There's a three-alarm sass in her DNA
She might snuggle or hiss, such a spirited miss
My feisty Calico Gal
Comes home when she wants, not when I call
Thinks I should be thrilled just to see her at all
Off to explore, back for a day
In again, out again, swinging door way
She will shed any collar; no bells, no ring
Unravel my plans like a big ball of string
Wish I could charm her to stay and not adventure away
My wandering Calico Gal
She's got a predator's figure, lithe and lean
Thrives on a paleo fitness routine
Chases invisible prey up the stairs
Captures the seat on my favorite chair
She cures my alley cat blues
She purrs and I can't refuse
Now I'm her pet, without a nip of regret
And she's my pretty Calico Gal
Now I'm her pet without a scratch of regret
And she's my Calico Gal
Meow
My darling calico pal
Caramel nose, cotton-puff toes
Silky black tops her style
Her eyes are mysterious green
She flirts like a princess and rules like a queen
Stretches and yawns, here and then gone
She's my Calico Gal
When playtime's begun she rolls in the sun
Chasing my tail is her kind of fun
Oh meow, oh my, those cute little cries
But don't make her mad or the fur really flies
She naps as long as she can
Paws me awake at 4:30 AM
I try not to mind her disruptive designs
My frisky Calico Gal
She is my Calico Gal
My darling calico pal
Caramel nose, cotton-puff toes
She really owns the style
Her walk has that calico sway
There's a three-alarm sass in her DNA
She might snuggle or hiss, such a spirited miss
My feisty Calico Gal
Comes home when she wants, not when I call
Thinks I should be thrilled just to see her at all
Off to explore, back for a day
In again, out again, swinging door way
She will shed any collar; no bells, no ring
Unravel my plans like a big ball of string
Wish I could charm her to stay and not adventure away
My wandering Calico Gal
She's got a predator's figure, lithe and lean
Thrives on a paleo fitness routine
Chases invisible prey up the stairs
Captures the seat on my favorite chair
She cures my alley cat blues
She purrs and I can't refuse
Now I'm her pet, without a nip of regret
And she's my pretty Calico Gal
Now I'm her pet without a scratch of regret
And she's my Calico Gal
Meow
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Writer(s): Andrew Merritt
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