My father`s in the house and I`m left here out back. He wants me to do yardwork But my cat`s in the sack. He tells me to follow him, he thinks that I`ve been bad. I think this house is way off base But my cat`s in the bag. I fear the mower, reap the harvest climb the tower and look the farthest away from here. There`s got to be away. From here, there`s got to be a way from that. But my cat`s in the back.
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