King Of Camden

The morning sunshine in his window starts another day
And Peter rules as King of Camden all that he surveys
Slowly now he his highness rises
Stretching as he stands
He turns to me, the humble servant
And issues some commands

Let me out
Let me in
Give me some food and water
Let me out again

People say he's handsome but his heart is cold and grey
Seven years I've known him now and only heard him say this

Let me out
Let me in
Give me some food and water
Let me out again
Ah yeah
He's got a voice like a cactus sandwich
But I'd miss him if he were gone
He's the King of Camden

Late last night he made a noise that scared me half to death
Times like these I wish he'd take his final Royal breath
Sometimes I'm convinced that Peter's evil to the core
Other days I feel like I should love him even more
But then he says

Let me out
Let me in
Give me some food and water
Let me out again
Ah Peter
He's just a big old black cat
And I'm sure he hates me
But I'd miss him if he were gone

The morning sunshine in his window starts another day
And Peter rules as King of Camden all that he surveys
King of Camden
King of Camden