You know you’ve been mean to meAnd you know when you’re mean to meHow it always makes me wanna roamAnd you know there’s a dangerThat some gentle strangerMight pick me up and make me feel at home.
So pet me poppa, poppa pet me nice. (Meow!)Pet me poppa, poppa break the ice. (And you know how!)If you don’t want me out roaming the city,Talk to me pretty, “Here kitty kitty!”And pet me poppa, poppa pet me nice.