A parody of the Vapors' "Turning Japanese." Don't all mongrel cats aspire to something higher? Enjoy Pippin's tongue-twisted gaff at the end of the second to last chorus...!
I’m just a tabby - that’s nothing new
It’s not exotic - on birds I chew
I sit there purring when there's nothing left to mew
Eyes yellow color and hair like down
And many days I’ll just act the clown
I tear the house up when there's no one else around
I’m such a mixture - I’m such a mixture
I got a million fleas all over myself
That feline doctor gave me elixir
And took my temperature in backside - oh hell!
But still I’m yearning up and yearning down and yearning in and yearning 'round
Oh turning Siamese
I wish I'm turning Siamese - I really want to
Turning Siamese
Be an aristoCatic breed - I really want to
Oh turning Siamese
I’d have an ancient pedigree - I really want to
Turning Siamese
And speak café-au-lait-alese - I really want to
I’m such a trickster - I’m such a trickster
I dug the trilliums all up by the well
They blamed the doggie - that misadventure
And now that pooch he wants me to burn in hell!
You see me playing up and crouching down and stalking you and slinking 'round
Oh turning Siamese
I wish I'm turning Siamese - I really want to
Turning Siamese
Oh such blue eyes would be a tease - I never blink - no!
Call fire engines please
For when I get stuck up in trees - won’t be extinct-o
Fall from balconies
And I flip one-eighty degrees to land on feet so!
Got mice, cat nip, got yarn, got tuna
Got tom for sin - oh life is always a lark
Everyone I treat just like a total stranger
Everyone must pet me or I’ll be a danger
Everyone
And now I’m fin’ly free of fleas
Because you paid all the vet fees - I’m in the pink-o
Never never tease
Or right into your thumb with ease - my teeth will sink-o
Turning Siamese
I wouldn’t wanna be Burmese - or not a lynx - no
Disobedient-y
You think I’m cute as cute can be - got you hoodwinked so
(cute kitty dancing music)
Oh stroke my tummy please
And then I’ll rub against you knees - I’m such I minx-o
Playin' with your keys
And rolling in your washed undies - I’m such a kinko
Flexing claws with ease
I scratch the couch into Swiss cheese - it’s just instinct-o
(stinct-o) (stinct-o)
Worship me on knees
As the Egyptians did decree - I’ll be so Sphinx-o