Be my...be my..., Be my...be my...,
A snapshot of the passing time,
Is my fingers in it? never behind,
And I'm tempted by the darker side,
Of a big flash motorcar, moving in my direction,

And there's a million ways to have him made,
Seduce him with a smile,
Then bore everyone to death,
But I light up whenever I become,
That twinkle tips in the sky.

Be my...be my...pussycat, pussycat,
Be my...be my...pussycat, pussycat,

Do you really think I'm pretty?
Do you really think I'm worthy?
Do you really think I'm sultry?
Be my, be my,

Be my...be my...pussycat, pussycat,
Be my...be my...pussycat, pussycat,

I wonder, where we all go,
There's nowhere to play,
I wonder, where we all go,
There's nothing left to find,

Be my...be my...pussycat, pussycat,
Be my...be my...pussycat, pussycat,(repeat til fade).

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