Be-Da-Da-Bum
I'm gonna stop them kittens, from playin' in my hall-way
They been waking me up every morning, about the break of day
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now that tom was on the wood-shed, kitty on the ground
Tom made a pass, and they both went round and round
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now the tom said to the kitten, what you gonna do?
Come here to me, kitten, I'm gonna murder you
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now if these cats get crazy, and act the fool,
Now tell me, people, what am I going to do?
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now my baby put me out, said, I don't want you no more,
And I wonder why my baby, had to tell me so
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now I can remember way back, with ma and pa,
Let me tell you, about they swore
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now you take these young folks, that goes to high school,
They sometimes really, do act the fool
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now wonder baby, what more can I do,
In this wide world, to get along with you?
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
They been waking me up every morning, about the break of day
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now that tom was on the wood-shed, kitty on the ground
Tom made a pass, and they both went round and round
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now the tom said to the kitten, what you gonna do?
Come here to me, kitten, I'm gonna murder you
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now if these cats get crazy, and act the fool,
Now tell me, people, what am I going to do?
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now my baby put me out, said, I don't want you no more,
And I wonder why my baby, had to tell me so
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now I can remember way back, with ma and pa,
Let me tell you, about they swore
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now you take these young folks, that goes to high school,
They sometimes really, do act the fool
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
Now wonder baby, what more can I do,
In this wide world, to get along with you?
About that be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
be-de-da-di-bum
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Writer(s): Scrapper Balckwell
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