There's a fat cat
He lives in dark alleyways
Well, there's a fat cat
He's always looking for his prey

He goes from house to house
He goes from place to place
Trying to find and feed
On anyone he may
He's a fat cat

So lock all your doors
And seal them real tight
And get on your knees
And ask God to help you through the fight

Fat cat, fat cat, fat cat

Composição: Joe Baugh