The cats in the cafe King of the scene No mouse gets by it Nice and clean I'm in there eating a tuna sandwich Sat at my table When something furry tickles my leg table I don't pass any remarks at first Too busy eating After I wrap it up though The comedy isnt forsaken The moment deserves a wee poem So here I go Sharing my admiration For the cat on show It's really the cats gaff I'm sat in Now I know She rules the roost That's why she checked out my right foot To know from where does he go This straggler that's just walked in Thinking he owns the chair and the table Don't forget who's boss Mister I carry out the security checks round here I'll have you know And next time you come back Have some manners Throw me a lump of tuna Or I'll tickle your toes.. Ok Cat your the boss Until next time Gotta go.